Hoshor Plains but I kinda like her style

the man was shy in almost the manner of a much younger boy, but ishara's magnificence and the familiarity of her surname took moonmother's gentle curiosity from him.

"this woman greets you. i am kukutux, moonmother of village moonglow. many kin have come together, to hunt the great beasts so that we may have meat and furs for the longest time of winter yet to come."

a smile slowly moved across her face. "i know a man of white spine who has the name of dutch arjun. i know another who walks beside him. valiant, the isbjørn."

her eyes asked, are you the iyyagrik?