Moonspear im not sure, honey.

She had become too ponderous, and Sialuk felt her cheeks flush at Desdemona's statement. The girl shook her head. They weren't exactly questions that she had, more curiosities, and she already felt as though she had asked too much of her elder. There was much to learn about husbands, wives, and the children they created. Many traditions Sialuk was not aware of, both from her mother's side and father's. Although, admittedly, Sialuk had always been drawn more to her mother's way of things. Taataa's traditions felt more foreign to her, even though those were the more prevalent ones in Moonspear.

For now, Sialuk sat in a comfortable silence, a rare sense of ease falling over her. Occasionally, she did not feel the need to ask every question that fell into her head. An itch distracted her, and Sialuk lifted her hind leg to rid her ear of it, the "scritch scritch scritch" the only sound she made for now.