Stone Circle lookin' for a mind at work

At Valette’s reaction, Nanook couldn’t help but laugh - soft, and with her own unpractised bent - but genuine. She had the feeling this was how things should have been between them from the start - but for once she let the past fade to the present pleasure of enjoying this now.

Her sister was much better at the art than she, but of course, Desna’d had plenty of practice. Nanook’s company in her months of absence had been first herself, then a creaky old Northerner and her ancient bird. Hardly the duo to teach the finesse of romance, and the thought of them trying brought a grin to her lips.

The instruction to talk would take just as much effort as the physical seduction, and Nanook decided again that this whole thing probably wasn’t worth the effort. Not that she would say that to her sister’s face. Men and mateship and puppies seemed of obvious importance to her. Instead she huffed and expressed her exasperation with a more playful tease. “You’d think we were training for war.” Though, tending after pups was arguably the same. “Okay, okay, so say I get a mate. What’s the point of them then? They just sound like a distraction to me.” She was genuinely curious, though, if they had any purpose besides making kids, and gluing themselves to her side.