Moonspear for lack of a better name,

hydra was speaking again, conversationally. out of deference kukutux stirred to listen, though she could not keep jarilo from her mind. a blink, and a nod. "when aglux came onto our land, sometimes they dressed as wolves. the hunters would go to the ice, and leave their wives behind." save for a guard or two, usually an old man or boy too young yet to be a man, the wives of the isle would manage without until the threat was staved off.

she glanced to saviguk, seeing the color of the ostregas in him. "sometimes, even when many of them returned, a few did not." her voice, faint, body, faint; hues swam before her eyes and the duck shut them to steady herself.