Moonsong Glacier moons

Had it been any other, she might have been wounded.

Instead she saw in it the way he saw her! Strength enough to be a hunter, large enough to perhaps not be fretted over so terrible as a frail wife. She would not sit idly in some ulaq all day while a husband hunted or saw the world.

Callyope knew life began with marriage and children, it was not meant to be an end.

Why did she think this now when she looked to him — !

Terrifying! And she meant it but she was awed by it too. I did not ever witness a full and healthy one be brought down. Only the young or the old.

Their fur! Their horns! They are made of prizes but they defend them fiercely!