Deepwood Weald histriophoca

minnow.

sulukinak wondered what the mother would do when her cubs came. there was no shaman, there was no ice, so they would be safe. sulukinak would make sure the dark grip of sedna did not reach them.

valiant expected cubs too.

it seemed everyone had been seeded, and now they waited for the time of sprouting. did they have a dark harvest here? sulukinak worried briefly about this, but dutch was distracted and soon called out to her, and the girl looked up again.

a nest. there was something up there, but... i cannot reach. it might be gone now. cued with her doubt, there came the piercing shriek of a hawk hidden among the canopy and sulukinak flinched.

or not.