The Heartwood aupaqtuq ⏜

kukutux laughed. "i do not think anyone has said such a thing to me before!" the duck exclaimed, thoroughly pleased by the firefly's regard. she was impressed by how far lane had gone in her travels, and nodded with a sage expression at the clarified sentiment. "you are tayanaq then. trader."

"they came to our island and brought furs i had not seen before. we traded medicine and tender salt fish. you could do the same. those who can heal are precious not only to their clan but to those they come to know." tayanaq; her mind turned it into an epitaph for the grey brother lost in blood and in anger, and silently kukutux offered a prayer of protection.

a pale ear flicked. "do you not feel that you belong in the glen village?" the duck knew so many things had changed in both firefly and moonspear; she would not have been surprised to know that lane felt rather displaced in the chaos.