Hoshor Plains my wings beneath your breeze

The isbjørn relaxed into Kukutux's welcome, breathing out a soft sigh of relief. A smile split his face, then — there was nothing left to overshadow his joy.

"This is my sister, Minnow," he said as he came to sit beneath the branches. He had to steal another glance at her to make sure that this was still true, but then he hastened on, "And Minnie — this is Ms. Kukutux. Moonwoman." On second thought, he wished he would have let her introduce herself. Oh well.

Valiant gestured between them: "We both were lookin' for each other all these years — and now she's found me. So I hope it's okay if we both stay?"

He did not think they would be denied, of course. But even if he has felt there was a right, he likely wouldn't have spoken the ultimatum that was surely already known: If Minnow was turned away, he would go with her.

Not that it would be an impressive threat in the first place.