Moonspear Starless Nights

Compared to Sialuk's own, and many others, her dwelling was sparsely decorated. Given time, she would add her own personal touches. She had at least, attained one item for the foundation of making her ulaq more personalized. Still draped on the extended branch of a fir tree, the skin cured. A fox pelt, of rare quality. Black phased fur, sprinkled with silver peppering like the very stars themselves.                                

Sialuk was passing by. Elentari's dark head, poking just outside, was easy to spot. Even easier was the look of longing in her eyes. She blinked up at the Star woman. Drew in a breath, gathering her thoughts. Trying to slow them down. "I am alright. I just can not sleep, that's all. These last few nights have been keeping me awake..." She did not let on to the source right away.