Firefly Glen playing your final march

truthfully, kivaluk begins, i'm not sure if i'm jealous of your freedom or not. he says with a soft chuckle; an unintentional small glimpse into one of the many things he seems to war with.

wandering was, apparently, in his genetics ... but he also can't imagine leaving behind kukutux or his siblings, or the sunking or ... and especially, chickadee.

yeah, she's our anaa. the term of endearment for her falls so effortlessly off of kivaluk's tongue; naturally. our mom. he supplies without guilt, because in all and every way kukutux was his ( and galana's ) mother, simply had not been the one to birth either of them.