Moonspear kunikkaa ❇

when jarilo materialized, kukutux was surprised to discover she was at all astounded. even before their short marriage, he had revealed an uncanny knowledge of where to be, of when his presence was needed. it would have been so easy, then, to fold beneath the worried greengleam of his kind eyes and confess her fears.

"i am all right, jarilo," kukutux gasped instead, lurching to her feet and turning away in shame. a new wife! she could not be seen so bedraggled. but there was no time to groom. approaching the neat larder she had dug outside the entrance when the ulaq had first been found, she nosed through the cool dirt, plucking out a pheasant leg for her husband's meal.

the pale girl returned to him, glanced shyly into his face as she lay down the once-cached kill, but said nothing more. settling herself some feet nearby, kukutux hoped he would not worry himself further with whatever woman's malady plagued her now. he had more important things to consider.