Hushed Willows [m] high on the hill where the foxhorns blow

I - I might know someone, Reverie offered softly, sensing Boone's uncertainty. Now she feared that he would have the same reservations Lestan had; that he would see what pregnancy did to her and vow never to touch her again for fear of the consequences. She didn't think she could stand it. Her name is Kukutux. She - she knows a lot about these things.

If they did this — she would have to send him away for the birth, the worst of it, as much as she did not want to do it without him. There was no other way. But these were thoughts for another time. There was work to be done here and now, though Reverie was uncertain what was expected of her.

Can you - can you show me how? She asked a little timidly after a moment, embarrassed. Her ears tilted back. I um - my family was nomadic. We never marked borders or anything like that. There were always so many fires - we had to keep moving.