Redhawk Caldera sage

chickadee almost cried when dwin hugged her, pulled her close, kissed her face. all the warmth was returned one hundredfold; her own arms lingered around her sister's shoulders, and when they parted, happy tears painted her face.
"what!" chickadee gasped in shock, then laughed, wiping her cheekbones; "yes, actually. how did you know? um, kivaluk. he asked to court me. i guess there it's like, super serious. there's all these discussions to have and stuff, and something about a dowry? but," and her eyes were bright behind the sheen of tears, "i'm glad you know first, dwin."