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children always had the power to ask some of the most riveting of questions; the kind where we never actually think about the answer until they get asked. and so shikoba thinks for a few seconds about her answer.

"prayer is... when we ask for help. but not from those around us." that sounded pretty decent? "instead of asking for those you can see to help, you ask the spirits. they walk the earth with us and guide us to our destiny." shikoba expected that more questions may come from that answer, but for now she pushes those thoughts back.

it certainly brought joy to know that kukutux's boys were able to separate their rowdiness from ajei. and while shikoba did wish to slightly toughen up her littlest, she had no problem letting her grow the way she was. the world was cruel, and she would do what she could to protect her from such unkind trails.

"moonwoman is your atchaga, aunt in her words. i am happy to hear you have met her sons. they will be your friends, and always your family." another comforting kiss to her daughter's cheeks. there was always something to appreciate in the world, and today, it was Shikoba's own flesh and blood. "what does my ajei wish to do today?" it was an invitation to an adventure, or perhaps just a day to do what brings her the most joy.