Moonsong Glacier now that we don’t talk

Towhee Jr denied the offer, and Ariadne shrugged and pulled it closer; there wasn’t a need to twist her arm to take it. The quail was plump, and she was sure it’d make a fine dinner with enough left over to last her until morning.

Now that they’d accomplished their goal, there was something that she wanted to ask, but she wasn’t sure how to sign it.

Do you have a place to live? she asked, speaking slowly and wondering if there was a way to communicate better what she wanted to say. You can stay here with my village, if you would like.