Frostfire Ridge something for the soul

he agrees; she likes this.

she remembers the constant interjection of what she would say from her younger siblings, and many times it would test her patience and boundaries. sadly, the young maiden at the time lacked tolerance and would often lash out and leave a tooth mark against a sibling's face in response to the words said against her.

so far, inutsuk has not given shikoba a reason to want to puncture him with her teeth. quite honestly, she would rather stay tucked beside him for now. perhaps he could be the one who keeps her warm, rather than the furs that would need to line her humble home. 

she hums in response to him, ensuring that she responds and not drifts while they share warmth for this quiet moment. "in quiet times," she says, her voice hushed for a moment, "shikoba misses family." this is something she has not really opened up much about with anyone, but something about the way inutsuk presents himself makes her feel comfortable and almost... safe. "does inutsuk?" did he have family he valued or did he leave behind a life of pain?

his past name held onto the idea of death, perhaps this was not the best thing to ask him. however, shikoba is ignorant of what is appropriate and inappropriate to ask. thankfully, her bluntness can be somewhat excused with her polite way of asking.