Duskfire Glacier itkaktuk ⨢

A girl is precisely what Meerkat was. She was capable and sweet, but she was young. Issorartuyok nodded his head in understanding of the woman. Kukutux was wise and the words that she shared with the northern man did help to ease his troubled thoughts. He could not help but to wonder what spring might look like, what changes might arrive for the freckled young scout. Beyond this, he could not help but wonder if her tastes would change with the season, too.

When Kukutux asked of him, what it was that Meerkat could desire beyond the goodness that he would offer to her, the man paused.

The earthy brown of his eyes drifted away from the pale woman. He thought back to their first meeting, to the point when he realized that he had found familiarity in her. That initial talk had been a catalyst. The Moonwoman did not realize how her presence had impacted him and his position there. Issorartuyok also did not know how to convey this to her.

What could Meerkat want beyond the security of a home and a husband who would care for her?

Perhaps… someone who understands her.

The man felt his chest tighten.