Moonspear when someone leaves your life,

He offered Moonspear to her. She assumed that was the village she was now resting in, the village at the top of the mountain she’d been drawn to. It didn’t take much for her to begin vigorously nodding.

I want to. Stay. It’s tall, here. I like tall. A bolt of clarity shot through her when he spoke of her name, and she inhaled to begin speaking.

Tullik Pitsâtailik, sired by Pattangaititsik from the womb of Tusannituk. She managed to get out before the fog descended back upon her head.