Honeyed Pasture kanivaun ╦

there was one man and then another. away from the spine, the duck was careful. her springjade eyes watched the first speaker and while her tail waved once with kindness, her posture did not relax. "the sea is that way," kukutux murmured, gesturing to the north. "it is not a long time away."

he had similar eyes to herself, she noticed. with a small pang that she had not expected, she saw that he reminded her of the blackfox, long dead and passed into sedna's embrace. his pelt held the hue of a darkening sky and his limbs were long like young willows.

the second man was the color of seafoam beneath the moon's eye. his leg was stiffened and his ears showed that he had fought at least once before. he gave his own directions and walked on, though the man seemed to hesitate.

kukutux, who had finished her silent observation of them both, smiled. "i am moonwoman of village moonglow." she tilted her crown southward. "why do you look for the long water?" she asked the first hunter who had spoken.