Hoshor Plains turquoise

kivaluk was ashamed to say that he didn't know much about birds — he knew the basic birds ... but that was about where it begun and ended for him. chickadee, however, rattles off names and his gaze warms, the small smile that tugs at his lips entirely unintentional.

i love all of those names, he tells her in quiet earnest.

of course, kivaluk agrees. they can be jr's or have their names as middle names. there's a soft pang of longing for his mother in his chest, hoping that she was out there somewhere living her best life. even if it wasn't with him or galana. there is no highest honor i can think of then naming our children after your parents or my mother.