Firefly Glen fair and flighty love

The keen eyed doe assembled herself into a more proper sitting posture than her weak limbed sprawl from seconds before, some part of her recognizing that this? This was important.

I will admit, I have only ever visited the sea for a day. So much of it is lost on me. If they were to wed..what would occur?

I have heard tales though. Then, she cleared her throat, mentally turning to a prepared list of questions she’d been thinking of.

What is it like, there? Weather wise, in the way of spirits? Do you hunt seals and fish, as the seal-hunter people do? What of your village, it’s women? Do they have a women’s circle? Do you build your ulaqs in the sand? She couldn’t imagine that was very comfortable.

Do you know how to take the skins from animals, like this? She gestured to her rabbit skin, then promptly snapped her mouth shut. Too many questions at once. She needed to sober herself, at least for now.