Moonsong Glacier kasuutiruk ‡

speak of the devil, and he doth appear -- six months it had been, or some in change, since arcturus had seen kukutux. he thought of her often -- of her children, of jarilo -- of their last meeting before his coward-heart had taken hold.

and still, any thought he had of her was stuttered, shuffled, put aside -- not out of disdain but out of fear and cowardice; he had chosen his path, and now his mind wandered back to the what-ifs like a selfish, vainglorious fool. ahh -- but what if?

he'd departed from wraen and maia under the aim to scout, but his errand was short lived as he came across her scent. the presence of it chilled him; it slowed the beating of his heart -- until wordlessly he was climbing after kukutux, his breath in smoky white plumes against a high and pristinely cold sky.