Firefly Glen sialuktuk ❀

the gesture of his tongue was not missed; it simmered through kukutux, heating her face as she watched him approach. and revui did not come along; he brought with him a fatted kill. appreciation rushed through the young waterbird. "i thank you. this is a fine paluktak," she murmured, turning a warm look up toward the trader.

he brings a bride-price, the spirit suggested, but she quelled it, quieted it. 

"spring comes. this is the rain moon," she told him, shifting herself so that he might join her if he so chose.