Moonsong Glacier in the dark of the moon

Dutch nodded in wholehearted agreement as Leith voiced his intention to visit the other moon villages. "I will send you with gifts when you go," he said, his tail whisking as he crossed two more items off his to-do list.

He grinned when he was able to get a laugh out of the other man, but his expression soon turned more pensive.

"I'm sure," he echoed, trying to sound sure. Things were alright at the moment, but it was intimidating to imagine Morningsong existing indefinitely, and all the pain and challenge that might come of it.

The questions gave him something better to think about.

"Well," he laughed, "not as such. We have a fair few hunters, now. Hototo is skilled and eager to please. A bit cocky, though." He did not consider that others might think the same of him. "Fallen Sun has been reliable in that regard as well. And Eira, newly come, does good work with pelts, and Simbelmyne has some talent for this as well. The rest..." Nephele still disturbed him, and Sulukinak's interests eluded him. "Well, they can hunt," he said with a sweep of his tail. "Simbelmyne, though..."

He gave Leith a different kind of once-over.

"Do you seek a wife, Leith?" he asked, his tone all too conversational.