Nova Peak [m]elancholic winter

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They shared a physicality that transcended what Kigipigak understood about the world, and about himself most of all.

What strengths had been born to him for chasing, hunting, gutting, and fighting, had a capacity for tenderness that felt so utterly alien to him; yet it brought such depth of feeling also, unifying the two of them beyond all reason.

After an untold time, as they lay in the snow thrumming with this new togetherness, Kigipigak did not know if he should speak; he was made mute by the pleasure they had shared, and by the sheer adoration that had thus overwhelmed him.

He felt the tremble of her movement. He saw a flash of her white eye, and greedily hugged her close, burrowing his face in to her dark furs.