Moonspear goodbye iowa

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Sialuk settled into something of a routine. Her mornings began with a trip outside for water and to greet the day—though her greeting was more solemn since the passing of her younger sister. She would then briefly make the rounds to those in the pack who happened to be nearby before returning to the den for feeding time. @Maggak and @Acrux were nearly ready to be weaned from their mothers' milk, but @Rolayne and @Panuk needed many more weeks before they were able to eat a diet of only the meat brought to them. They grew in tandem with their older, larger siblings, and Sialuk cared for them as her own.

Once everyone was fed, she typically spent time with @Argent and @Elentari. And @Whip if she could manage to catch him, though he often seemed evasive. Perhaps he was overwhelmed at the thought of being a father. She would not begrudge him his space, though she wished that he would be familiar to the children. The days went on, and Sialuk would spend time at her shrine, consulting the bones or simply praying for her sister's safe passage to the land of the dancing lights. She had decided that once the younger children were ready to return to Moontide, she would bring them home and sing the death songs for their mother. This way, they could grieve the woman they had never known.

She stood just outside the ulaq now, peering in the direction of the spine where her mother had surely returned by now.