Qeya River the moon pleaded: stay

beneath her words, kivaluk cannot help but preen; especially when she compliments his hunting abilities. in truth, finding the antler had been coincidence and had required hardly any effort in kivaluk's part but his chest puffs out as if he'd slayed the mighty beast the moss covered antlers had belonged to himself. i wanna be the greatestest hunter! he proclaims to his mother — though admittedly, his mind changed from day to day; interest flitting like the rapid beat of a hummingbird's wings.