Moonspear tante

Elentari would answer the call of the seal hunter. But perhaps, not in the way he hoped. The fires of temptation had settled to a tempered warmth in her body. She was nearing the end of her time. Thus, her desires were not nearly as strong as they had been days ago.

After taking an extra moment to re-arrange the pelts in her ulaq, she turned to go intercept the wed man. The one who had bedded with Sialuk, and had now taken a second wife. She hoped that he may simply want to show her the ways of people, as he promised he would. Nothing more. Tracking him down to his current path, her dark form appeared atop the crest. She halted, calling out in an inquisitive chuff.