Shimmering Sands chugux ✴

"koro toro," the duck murmured, turning the unfamiliar syllables over in her mind. it was strange, but no stranger than her own. in that way, they were similar. the wolves of the shadewood had simple, pretty names, ones that did not twist her tongue. rather unwilling to reveal any more about herself, kukutux approached koro toro with a careful stride.

"have you hunted on the beach before?" she asked of him, watching the odd movements of his body. what spirit had cursed him so? perhaps his mother had not observed certain taboos when she was pregnant with him, and had cursed his limbs. whatever the reason, kukutux did not judge koro toro, accepting his differences as she awaited his answer.