Moonspear lie to me

looks great to me <3

kukutux wondered if she should limit the contact that fennec had directly with sialuk. it was not that she thought the blind healer to be malicious, only that witchery should not touch the life of her raindrop. the girl was daughter of a clan leader. the duck would not allow her to be led astray.

but she kept this to herself, watching sialuk grind at the leather until a cluck of satisfaction rounded her mouth, a signal that her daughter had finished the task. "i will soak this now, and when it dries, it will be easier to work again. one day it will be soft, and you can say 'i am sialuk and i have made this.'"