Hoshor Plains tinnun ⊹

She gave a grateful low thanks to Miereille, and when it was time to depart she would do so at the auburn and brown wolf's side. At Kukutux's words she considered them duly. Tradition was a tricky thing, and though she felt warmth buffetting her as she encountered the ways of the sunshine people when she watched Ariadne run off, the gazes of several of the assembled following her a moment of confusion flashed through her. But she nodded at the knowledge of the herbs, the assertion that a man was not needed, and at Sulukinak's question for it was true that some may never desire to take a husband and that was as much a right as the ability to take one if a wolf so chose.

Heph had no experience with husbands and was not sure what she might have to add. But she recalled walking side by side with Phox unhurried and uncaring for the destination, simply enjoying the give and take of words and silence as the waves lapped at the sand by their paws. "If there is uncertainty there's no need to rush. For a husband or a wife the right one will be willing to walk alongside you as you learn each other." And though there was tension in the air there were many bodies sitting there as well and the Heph felt a warmth there too.