Moonsong Glacier akiaguk ¤ {m}

His laughter came again! This time, pulling Ariadne in to a brief spin around him before he stopped and carefully placed his forehead against her's, and spared soft kisses to her cheeks, her nose. Your mother will set a steep price, if any at all. This he expected, but he would find a way to do what must be done. As for the men, he held no worries. Chakliux was his hunt-brother and was presumed to be a formidable opponent, while the others — Kilgitsuk did not care! He would fight them all, if that was what Ariadne wanted.

He thought also of his sons — but why would they be against the happiness of their father? The mixing of their blood with that of Moonwoman's? Kivaluk was already her's; why not take a daughter of the mountain for himself? These were things he thought and did not share, while his eyes danced over her.

It will be done. If I have to throw every man off the glacier myself — a jest, of course or hunt every tuktu of the hinterlands. Kilgitsuk did not mention his self-doubt when it came to the village, and held no desire to be the head of it, but time might change his mind. For now his desire was for Ariadne and her happiness.