Moonspear nift

Both men now spoke of her with such warmth and respect! Touching, at the very least. A smile tucked itself beneath her work of pulling at the skin and being sure it was entirely free of the carcass. 

A tease, she was, leaving them to their humble words while pretending as if she'd heard none of it. They would notice, or they wouldn't. But she heard it all. Chakliux would later know her true thoughts by some or other grand display of affection. But not now. Her work would be done first. The men would eat, and then they would lay for bed. Then, her husband would know his wife's feelings towards his words.