Moonstone Quarry quqsuqtaq ⋞

a gentle dip of her head. "may the wind be kind, praimfaya." there was nothing more to be said; kukutux watched raptly as the young woman flicked her eyes over kigipigak and was gone.

sad news to carry back, she supposed, but she searched the face of her kinsman, face lit from within with a knowing warmth. they had spoken of wives and family life before, but she had not seen him evince yet an interest.

keeping her opinions carefully behind her polite tongue, kukutux shook out her ruff. "grandfather bear woke early and took many of moonspears allies in the glen, as well as some of our own," she said solemnly. "be careful when you go back to praimfaya's people that you take a curved path." away from them, away from firefly.

she spoke the silver-eye's name to see what reaction she might provoke. "have you dreamed again?"