Moonspear aupajaangajuq ⧉

Kukutux responded with a somewhat shy smile of her own, offered her name and a pleasantly wrapped poetic nonesense to break the ice between them. Inwardly Norah sneered at the notion that the lady had suddenly taken interest in her inconspicuous subordinate, who had been her for almost a quarter of the year now. Her inner cynic just did not believe a sincere well-meant intention without any secret meaning underneath it. People weren't good like that, and though this girl did give an impression of being a frilly fool, something about her warned Norah against making a hasty assumption based on a prejudice that the level of beauty does not correlate with the amount of brain cells. She also kept in mind that she had chosen Kukutux as her target for selfish reasons and therefore it would probably be only fair to wait and find out, what exactly the woman wanted from her.

"Pleasure to meet you," she dipped her muzzle politely and, while her companion was observing the landscape below, Norah took an opportunity to appraise the woman before her and decided that even if she proved to be an idiot in the end, she sure as hell was going to have fun in the meanwhile. Now was time for a proper response. Hmm... oh, the recent events. "Yet every year the sun finds it's way, the snow and ice melts and new life flourishes," she replied. "There's equilibrium in everything - for every thing or person taken away, new comes in their place."