Ocean's Breath Plateau eld-aunt

She listened attentive, ears in sharp focus as she idly combed her teeth through Chakliux’s fur.

Face, shoulders, stomach. Womb. Mother to many, Chakliux’s words hummed, and she found herself tipping into the favor of that. She pursed her lips, pausing her ministrations for a moment to think over what to do next.

My stomach. There. Tullik spoke after a moment of thought, mind settling comfortably on the idea.

Wearing the mountain scar on her shoulder, the seal hunter scar on her belly, a straddle of two worlds brought together to one body.