Firefly Glen niece

Where Chakliux laughed, Kannoyak was straight-faced. He did not miss the way the other pale man had jerked in pain. He knew little of herbs and would not make a fitting healer or shaman, if it was needed. He did not know if the raindrop woman had a shaman or healer in her midst, either.

The man wished to rest and to wait for his wife. This seemed to be the best plan. Rest would help his wounds, if only a little. Kannoyak was more concerned with the journey to the mountain. Moonspear did not appear hospitable. Its slopes were slick with winter snow and ice.

Chakliux asked a curious question.

The white hunter’s features were drawn into a tight and thoughtful expression.

Yes. If she will allow you and your wife to stay. He thought of the raindrop woman often.