Qeya River tukisiviit ⩅

there was a boy running from the glacier.

kukutux felt that he had the look of wintersbane. his name had not yet been said. 

she watched as the child grew larger and closer. the scent of pinewood scathed by in his wake as the young wolf dashed past moonwoman.

she chuffed and followed, lengthening her stride into a run. "what has happened?" she called in her clipped accent, wondering if she should go back at once to duskfire. but moonglow had not been summoned. kukutux began to slow.