Moonspear with that silver dagger in his hands

ach lmk if this is out of order :o

why was he here? 

kukutux suddenly felt a cold knife of anger in her gut. for once she was not merely some piece of flotsam to be carried about on the emotions of those around her. it was an organic sensation, one that rallied her ailing body to flush with a new zeal. the boy soldier rushed into the scene, confronting the older man and the woman he had brought into their midst. what did arcturus believe would happen to her? why was he so selfish even with a creature so devoted?

kukutux saw their strife, the expressions between them, and further did rock begin to crash upon the edges of her heart. his face would forever bear that scar, she believed, even as her pained soul recalled how she had treated him. he had lain upon skins in her den and she beside him; she had come to the glen to fetch him after the first.

and that had not been enough for arcturus. now he had come back a second time to struggle for things he did not truly want. 

a flash of black fire, and jarilo in his silver-jet briskness arose. kukutux had only seen him this way when they had driven the first stranger off the mountain. his voice cut through the tense air, and her springmint eyes watched him take up a stance — against his brother. her own teeth flashed; the duck would have surged forward had not her mate had not been between she and they. 

an order, and then a swift change. the challenge drained from arcturus and he turned his foolish back upon them all. oh, her heart ached to see the blackbear follow him, plead with him, seek amends. lyra's words echoed within her ears, for it was her own mantra. the man did not deserve moonspear. it was not only that she was new wife she made this pronouncement — he had ever been unkind to her, giving the duck only a glimpse of what he had been before. and then revui — and now they had both bruised her irreparably.

she came to jarilo's side now; frustration and anger wreathed from him like a cutting aura. they had not even begun to settle into a routine as husband and wife before the mountain had grown chaotic yet again. she met his eyes for a long moment, following the line of his gaze to hydra, but hers soon fell upon arcturus' retreating form.

the gods will humble you.