Ouroboros Spine In from the snow

"tch!" spat moonwoman when the voice of ariadne and that selfish trader rose twined and strong, asking audience of sun man and kukutux. the leather was ruined; she had torn it, and now she put it firmly aside and closed her eyes.

remember what i have said to you, daughter. you will not agree with every choice made by your children. this is the first.

lynx purred this and went away.

moonmother let breath relinquish ire. with a clucking tongue did kukutux send little @Nasamiituuq off, newly gifted a ball of soft fat and berries as a treat for helping her grandmother to work pieces of elkskin.

she did not hurry.

first, a wrap of redfox to match the pelt of aiolos. and when her sun man stood beside her, kukutux stood at the clearing of their long-loved ulaq and sang out, "we welcome your voices together."

it was to say that those summoned understood why ariadne and kigipigak had come, and to approach mother and father now for a formal discussion. kukutux felt her heart leap in anger once more! how was she to endure such a meeting?

and yet she must; for ariadne she must.

when they had come up the path, moonsong leader was given a kiss and a soft look; "leadership glows upon your forehead, shining-water-girl." because she would not so openly snub the trader, she turned an unreadable expression on him and a smile which was warmer than she thought manageable, offering a small bow and indicating that the four of them should sit.

@Vairë & @Shikoba welcome for leadership/training reasons! <3