Moonspear bargaining (part 1)

moonspear was solemn. maggak was not oblivious to the changing energy felt by her village and her anaa. argent had gone. the coyote-boy had died. and there was still no sign of the tupilak who had tried to claim acrux.
more frustrated than anything, maggak spent most of her time trying to console her family and tend to her mother through the blooming pregnancy. she focuses on the pleasantries of it, the hope of being a big sister and the light a new generation would bring to the sunshine people! but that angry, spiky flame of resentment still burns deep in her gut, tarnishing her movements which were once tender.
she and acrux may as well have been interlinked. she felt his ire, his burdens, and he hers, and more than anything she hated the loss of the twinkle in his gaze. anaa is a strong woman, she whispers to him in their sunshine tongue. she will be okay. we will be okay. they had to be.
chakliux, too, had come, and it pleases the starlet to see him here in her anaa's time of need. she regards him with warmth, appreciative of the way he soothes acrux and brings the offering of meat.
anaa's pain is heard by those at the denmouth now, and all maggak can do is bite her tongue and brace herself.