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Forward dated a day or two!

It was good to be home, but so much had changed in Nasamiituuq's time away. Anaa had a new husband, and now, new children. These were beautiful things. This was a happy time.

So why did Nasamiituuq feel like crying whenever she looked at anaa or her new children?

She told herself she didn't know, and she kept her mind on herbs and healing. She had learned much from watching anaa's labors — enough to be grateful now that she had not been allowed within the whelping den at Hearthwood. Yet she hoped that by the next season, she would be capable of assisting laboring women alone.

Not for any lack of love for @Kukutux or her instruction, of course! Nasamiituuq adored her grandmother above all else, and looked to her wisdom in all things. She only hoped to one day have her own wisdom. Her own village, even. Nasamiituuq did not know if she would ever be anaa, but she knew that she wished to help women become such.

As she gathered herbs under the midday sun, the girl fantasized about a village of her own. Some place by the sea. Saltshore come again, without the shadow of her father cast over it. Maybe anaa would be proud of her then.