Sleepy Fox Hollow dark shades of blue

Maybe, he said in regards to her illness.

Ikkalrok had not come out of the den in weeks now, he had not seen her, had not brought her any meals (there were others taking care of her in such a way), and it had not crossed Revui's mind that something might be wrong. Even now, with that presented to him, he was not worried. She was a handsome woman and impressive warrior, and if she were to die it would be under the same terms as himself - bloody, in the middle of a frenzy.

Having the bear of a woman referred to as his wife sent a shock wave through him, though. The word made him think of Kukutux, and his heart felt suddenly constricted. She is not my wife! He corrected, a sharp edge taking hold of his expression while he lightly bristled, as if offended. We fight, hunt, and screw together, but we are not -- that.

Connections were being made in his molasses brain. Kukutux wanting a husband, Jarilo taking her away. Was she hidden in the earth now too? They were not the kind to fight together, but the rest -- he did not want to think of this. The young man was abruptly on his feet again, an agitated energy rolling off of him.