Moonspear amma

Second wife. He had asked this before, and yet she was just as surprised as the first time. But she was older now. Such a small time from her second year of life. She should have married by now.

Chakliux, he understood. Perhaps more than any other man she had ever met. 

He was still speaking by the time Tullik made up her mind. She took a step forward to rest her paw atop the seal hunter’s own, offering him a reassuring smile.

There is no need for a price. The night shadows cast his face in sharp relief. She found she did not want to look away.

I will accept this.