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Curious questions fell from the moongirl’s lips. She wished to know how he was, how he had settled into his home. Though she spoke quickly, he could see the interest that had taken root in her gaze. Soft and genuine, Ariadne was a good woman and she would make her village proud.

All is well. This one is pleased to say that the home moongirl selected is a fine fit.

Kannoyak’s broad shoulders straightened. He stood proudly, as though he might profess his gratitude to the world. When he looked to the beaver pelt she had brought with her, his eyes softened and he moved to inspect it with a few sniffs.

This is good work.