Hushed Willows minik ⥲

hearthwood had much beauty. kukutux had settled easily and washed the dust of travel from her body that first day.

the second, she spent with nasamiituuq, identifying plants near the place where reverie had given them as sleeping-place.

for now, she was briefly alone, chanting softly as she mingled the contents of two hareskins together in a vibrant heap at her paws.