Moonspear sistren

a more hale chakliux came to the place of healing for @Quennell, dropping down beside the door in a rangy step.
he tossed a weakly moving wood-pigeon to the boy. "hunt. end." he used his own words and did not translate. if the angry cloud meant to live among them, this would be his first lesson in seal-hunter dialect.
above the scars upon his face, the brightberry eyes were solemn. chakliux had come to show the little warrior he had use even in this moment.