Lake Rodney qirniqtaq ⦿

kukutux observed the mother's face quickly, along the pretty edges of her countenance. "it has snowed much," she said with a wide gesture, hoping to dispel a little of the tension that had only grown with the girl's mention of the names.

names kukutux did not repeat, for fear that they had succumbed. "perhaps they were only stopped longer than they had thought they might be," she suggested encouragingly. greenstone eyes flicked to the girl. "a match is for those who are prepared. but i search for an ugi for my daughter. not a match. but perhaps he will one day be chosen by her."