Silverlight Terrace Go With The Flow... Wind

so very sorry about such a long wait
Hello.

She hummed hushed but warm. This was a woman, women tended to be good. Village women. This one smelled of nothing but the wilds, the land around them.

Are you a hunter?

Her head tilted, as her weight shifted between her paws. It was the only reason she could think of, for wandering and roaming by ones self.

Or perhaps they communed with spirits, far from crowds and villages.

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"inuktitut" || "common"