Moonspear the harvest

alya's quick attachment to saviguk charmed and contented kukutux, relaxing her somewhat as she replenished herself with the meal the dark woman had brought. "he will call you ajakuluk, 'aunt who is loved,'" the girl observed gently, translating for alya the word that hydra had taught her. 

at the other's inquiry, the moondrop's features closed a moment, a slight veiling of snow before she resurfaced. "i come from a place that is far. a dark and cold sea." hoping it would be sufficient, the girl nodded, pressing on. "water fell from the sky when she was given to me," kukutux said shyly, indicating sialuk. "a drop of rain. and saviguk was born quick, like ice. he is a piece of it," she finished lamely, wondering if her words had crossed into confusion.