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This is the first, Kannoyak confirmed to her. His smile did not waver.

The beaver pelt would make a fine first addition to the hunter’s home. It would warm him when he returned from his border duties. It would remind him of the soft features of the moongirl when he watched the sun set behind the looming mountain.

Ariadne wished for him to find comfort in the pelt she had brought to him. The cotton grass man felt his cheeks warm slightly. His gaze averted, to the earth so that she would not catch the sheepish gawking that had been directed at her beautiful shape.

There is much comfort to be found in the moon village. Come, come, rest your paws.

Kannoyak motioned for her to join him in his den.