Moonspear tagiuk ≅

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osiris attempted the word, and it was a fine pronunciation. she repeated it once more for his benefit, then left off — it was enough that he had tried. "thank you, osiris. it will be perhaps another moon before they come to meet us." she was consumed by a shiver of anticipation and fear; kukutux tossed out her ivory ruff to hide the reaction.

"have you decided if you will be hunter or trader?" she asked of the boy's hobbies. he was young, but time moved swiftly, and moonspear had a knife's edge to its ways. by now she wondered if it had swayed him one way or another. rather finished with heights for now, the woman glanced to him as she began to pick her way along the descending path.