Snowforest Taiga [feast] Act natural, whatever that means for you.

She was not interested in divulging much to Kigipigak.

The way she looked now, turning away and withering like a frost-bitten reed, was too pathetic to witness. He had extended numerous attempts to understand her, to initiate her among the people of Moonglow; her own actions had led Nyra to this state of weakness. Had she not been so quick to fight in the valley and to hide herself, perhaps Kigipigak would have hunted with her — and thus gotten to know her better.

As things stood now, Nyra was a damper to the festivities. He took her answer, that one word, and watched her turn away with no reason to call her back. He did not know how the mind of a woman worked let alone one such as Nyra, who was somehow so physically strong and like him, yet mentally carried a weight and a tumult within herself, and he was no counsellor.

In time he would turn back to the gathering and seek another morsel of food, eating, making merry with those present from twin villages. But he did not seek her out again.