Moonspear lawmother

Briefly, she wondered how seal hunter women might perceive her- an outsider, who now sought the attention of their men. She could only hope that they would be charitable toward her, and accept her. Perhaps they might be grateful for new blood, and accepting of her ignorance. Chakliux gave her hope and she had faith it would not be misplaced. If he lied, she might lose more than just her dignity. 

She uttered a soft, disappointed sound when he spoke, and surprised herself. She'd not expected to find someone quite like him, and she certainly had not thought that she would toss herself so willingly into a new way of living. And yet, she began to feel as though her path had been the right one to take. Here, she would be more than just one of many elegant sisters. Here, she would be seen. 

She lifted her gaze, taking a moment to trace the scars that led between his eyes, before she smiled and nodded. She couldn't trap him here, but she knew he would return. "Soon." She added.