Moonspear nift

Chakliux would no longer rest in the healing ulaq. He was free to rest and laze in the lodge Kannoyak had worked hard to build.

Nasamik welcomed her husband with a light wag of her tail and a warm smile. Husband, She returned in greeting, reaching to give a light kiss to his cheek.

While he would then settle off to the side, she took hold of the weasel he had brought and carried it towards the back of the lodge. There, large leaves lay flat upon the ground; a perfect surface to suite for tearing meat and skin so that blood would stain the earth where they sat and slept.

You are feeling well again? Nasamik asked quietly, beginning her work with the delivered meal. She could only assume so, as now he no longer required special attention from Sialuk or the other healers of the village.