Ocean's Breath Plateau komatiq ∇

kukutux lifted her chin as aiolos approached, in the way a woman looking out upon the salt might move her hair from before her face, tangled by the wind spirit. the redsun was not alone, she noted. with him came a younger wolf, and she saw also that huojin wore the same robes.

the son of his spirit, then, or as true to it as might be. kukutux bowed her muzzle to the island ruler when he had come up. the friendly nature of his voice coupled with its open warmth reminded her of his nature: aiolos was a man who knew women in the way a wife might, and she remained wondering of it. but for now, "it is good to see your face again," as before, and then her eyes turned to the boy. 

he would be handsome, kukutux determined, and already polite. a credit to aiolos. but he approached sialuk directly, boldly. a lion already, with a strong spirit easy to be found when it was time. nivinakutak she named him inside her mind: a berry that might grow to sweet or curl to bitter. only time would tell what the fruit might be. "sialuk of ostrega mountain," she introduced the raindrop, casting a smile toward aiolos before lapsing into quiet.