Tuktu Weir strada

The girl's words irked her further, and her patience was running thin. "Listen to me, and listen well, girl," she hissed, approaching with head and tail raised high. A scowl curled her black lips, exposing yellowed teeth. Despite being heavily pregnant, she would not hesitate to chase the girl from her lands. "You wish to know what's on the other side of the weir? My land. My land, land in which you should not step foot into." She had told them once to stay away. "Now run back to Atautsikut, unless you'd like to return in pieces." The Queen was tired of trespassers.