Swiftcurrent Creek turquoise

There is honor in defending your family and loved ones, he agreed. To inflict it upon others and in turn draw it back? He fell to silence for now... wondering if her tribe had men who had wronged women.

A fish passed to him, he nosed at it. The leaf unwrapping, teeth grazing to break the delicacy in half. The fish given back on the leaf--an offer to choose half should she wish.

The question of Mae's mother stirred memory. Jakoul--sharp boned. Proud of her children. 

And then... Gone, he replied. She left before they were fully weaned. Mae has a lot to be angry about, he noted.

It was hard to miss the bitterness his daughter presented to the world. He only hoped it was fixable, one day.