Lake Rodney qirniqtaq ⦿

An atsak? Before Ibis could ask after that term or what it might entail, Lilitu launched in to her own piece of the conversation and Ibis turned to flash her a shocked look; this poor woman need not know the family's business! Its failings! Her failings. It was a brief moment of panic, of hurt, and as she set her jaw and frowned pointedly towards her daughter Ibis hoped to convey her disappointment however brief it was. The flare-up of emotion had to be contained for propriety's sake.

They would discuss this later.

Kukutux denies seeing either the father or daughter, and Ibis' features soften as she looks upon the mountaineer. It has been over a week, nearing two. I am sure Akavir will be home soon with our girl, Ibis mentions and side-glances at her remaining daughter, trying to be the confident mother holding a flame for her loved ones, but her expression doesn't hold long.