Broken Antler Fen cherimoya

Aunts and uncles were good things, she decided. Aunts Wraen and Maia had taught her a lot, and though she hadn't really come across an uncle (to her knowledge, at least) she assumed they were similarly helpful. Despite the chill, Lilitu beamed at the woman's offer to help, drawing a deep, wet inhale and summoning the courage to try again.

Okay, she replied. I'm Lilitu, by the way. So how do you do it? She had watched, sure, but everything had happened so quickly that it was hard to make sense of it. She glanced back at the hole in the ice and then at the woman again, her ears swiveling in mild uncertainty but her face set in a desire to learn.