Moonspear nuyuiksuk ⚬

relieved; she let out a breath. he was who she had thought, had hoped for, and some measure of bareboned comfort attended the duck.

it was all right, the way jarilo had chosen to assist her. kuktutux' dismay was for her own weakness. onward he moved through the snow, cutting a swathe so the little she-wolf could follow after him.

his gait was rangy, and somehow despite all that had gone on, kukutux welcomed the change in how swiftly she could now see the impressive territory owned by hydra.  

and arcturus, she reminded herself, which brought to recollection the fact that she had not yet answered jarilo. "i did meet him. he was upon the borders when i arrived." her words were chosen with care; kukutux tried to mask the clinging seaborne accent that clipped her syllables no matter her greatest efforts.

no word to his remark, but it had been a long day indeed, too long. kukutux blinked through the snow, eyes falling with a wan curiosity upon the man. the resemblance of their lineage was quite strong, though she sensed a distance in jarilo that she had not seen in affable hydra or careful arcturus.

flakes whorled again; she lowered her face, narrowing eyes against the cold onslaught. girlish now a moment; somber the next. her inquisitive nature was asserting itself, but propriety kept her mouth silent.