Moonspear out of my mind

Sialuk laughed gently at his remarks. He seemed unsure of himself, and she could not see why. Alaric had been one of the most steadfast members of this village, practically since she had first called it home anew. He was gentle and kind and always willing to lend extra effort where it was needed. He was like a sturdy tree that toiled away all year to shade its brothers and sisters so they might one day grow big and strong, surpassing him along the way.

Then you will be council to this village, she said with a smile. Sialuk had another thought, too. It would not be long before the world would warm again, and although she did not think Alaric a good fit for herself, there were many women in the villages among them.

Will you seek a wife when springtime comes? she asked. He had not taken one the year prior, though perhaps he merely needed an introduction. My mother, Kukutux, is well-known for her ability to match a man with a woman if it is something you desire.