Moonspear her beautiful chaos

Sialuk felt all at once that the spear was here to shelter the small family. She knew what they felt now, losing one so close, and she embraced Meerkat even as Njord spoke of their tragedy and Stingray looked somberly on. Her village sister leaned on her ugi and innik, proposing that the come to live on the spear. Sialuk needed no time to confirm.

Aya, she said. It was not how she wished this visit had gone, but she was optimistic that Njord, Meerkat, and Stingray would find their spirits healing on the mountain.

She looked to the youngest of the trio. You are called Stingray? I am named Sialuk Ostrega. Come—the three of you—there is a place to rest. As they walked, Sialuk sent silent whispers to the wind and trees, hoping the ancestors might guide Meerkat's astray son toward the mountain.