Moonspear kinigaa ∫

At the acceptance of her offer, and the explanation of what it was that Kukutux was doing, the valkyrie strode closer. She would not attempt to repeat the word that had been uttered, if only because she was not sure she had heard correctly.

A cold? She would ask, not as a correction but as a means to understand what sickness the white wolf spoke of. Keres studied the leaves for a moment before looking to the foliage herself to identify them so that she could mimic the medic's movements then.

When asked if she was Dirge's brother, she smiled gently and chose not to correct this, sure that it had been a slip of the tongue. I am. We are littermates. A slow rhythm began to form: pluck, turn, drop. pluck, turn, drop.

And you, are you Sialuk's mother? And Saviguk's?