Ouroboros Spine x. darkness falling,

"Yes," came her tinkling laugh, "I promised you some of the pelts I have cured for your ulaq." The cloudberry shook her head in denial of his modesty and his stammering refusal. "Your friendship has been payment enough. I was...very lonely when I came here," the birdcaller admitted, albeit hesitantly, hoping it wouldn't inspire him to pry into her past too deeply. Lótë wasn't sure she was ready to share that just yet. 

"Kukutux speaks of bride price..of making a match between us. She says I should ask you for something. Is this what you mean?" The two-year asked softly, head cocking as her peridots softened. Perhaps he only meant to trade for the furs. "But truthfully, I wouldn't know what to ask for," the girl lilted with a breath of a chuckle, gaze dropping demurely. 

"Would you help me find something for Kukutux? She seems...forlorn at times. I would like to see her smile even if for just a moment," Lótë explained as she posed her favor to him.