Ravensblood Forest ketos

it was with a lighter heart that she came away from the island. the duck found in her the notes of a searching-song. kukutux waded through sedges and found herself within a cawing forest.

black wings against the sky. tulugaq, the inner spirit whispered reverently. slender shoulders shivering beneath the greymarked rabbitskin she wore, the woman pressed gingerly into the weald. if tulugaq called, one was right to answer.

kukutux followed the sound of the spiritbird voices until she came to where they had been. but they were here no longer. instead, where she had expected to see the ravens gather, there was only a large wolf.

for a moment the moonwoman started, and then her scrutinizing gaze softened. tall, cut from rock. something familiar to the greystone of him, but just a boy. "i greet you, nuak," the duck said softly, staying as she was. muzzle tilted to the heavens; she looked again for the dark feathers and harsh voices, but none came.

was this where raven had meant to lead her?