Hoshor Plains annugaak ⤼

the hunt was beginning.

moonmother had hardly slept the night before. to this meeting she had brought sacred objects: a circle of old ivory, an elk tooth, and the remnants of the dried plant which brought dreams.

this last had been mentioned to no other.

rodyn was gathering his hunters in that frigid glow. kukutux watched him with a mother's pride, and then turned to collect her own healers. @Reverie, @Seal, @Ajei, alaric, and amalia would be their green-circle this day. beneath their tutelage would @Nasamiituuq be kept.

kukutux spoke here and there among them. cobwebs had been gathered for binding flesh, but in their absence or use, she too had chewed comfrey and dried roots ready to be replenished by another's jaws. there were strips of deerskin to be wrapped around cracked bones and tea already soaking in a skin beside the river. one of them would be asked to take this as their role, to watch over the steeping of the herbs which would be added to water throughout the day

with her she kept a tincture of poppy and dried lavender; she showed this to the other healers and bid them guard it from the young ones. it was to be given in a drink for the soothing of great agony from wounds which she would pray would not occur during this hunt.

there was nothing to do now but watch. to wait. kukutux passed around dried meat and kept her eyes upon chickadee, who now moved off with inkalorë and the young ones.