Qeya River aviguti

Relief.

It rolled and sagged the edges of her shoulders. To hear him speak her own thoughts. She thought of the caribou pelt she had held so dear, how desperately she had wished even when pregnant to be with Kukutux once more.

It's time then. She agreed softly. Perhaps too quick, but it mattered little. I think they will enjoy the trip there, too.

And there will hopefully be other children for them to meet, more teachers to learn from...

Perhaps if she painted this in light of the children, she would not feel so guilty for wanting Moonglow so badly.