Ocean's Breath Plateau grandcousin

chakliux did see this. each day was marina's struggle and her healing illuminated to his observation. learning to be a good husband had been a thing of observation. a man learned his wife's expressions, her moods, her thoughts.
he was emboldened, heartened, to see her take the item of food. "then i will bring a softer pelt for your head," the seal hunter decided, smiling softly at her, teasingly; hoping to bring a new light to her beautiful face.
the lodge was divided communally, and when its renovations were finished, chakliux hoped to have a sleeping-place, a cache, a drying rack, and a protected circle of bare earth where prey could be cut out of the rain and wind, each of these for each wife. for now, a place for marina's sleep had been added, though chakliux hoped one day that she would join he and tullik upon the larger pelts in communal slumber.
for now, he glanced toward the sea. "is there anything i can bring you? i will go to find it. only say." another beam, dazzling his eyes.