Big Salmon Lake uujaujaq ≄

the soft spring way of the eyes keyni wore was quite expressive. kukutux watched, fascinated by the small gestures the other used, almost like a dance to inform the things that she said. "i would be happy to do this thing for you."

a smile showed her small teeth. "it is the way of sisters. i have noticed in this land that women do not often say this to one another. but we must. we have a society together outside what men can see."

and a duty to one another, insofar as she could see. "many do not consider it until it becomes their time," the duck murmured, referring to the season that would soon come for her.