Firefly Glen [m] revelarlos

lmk know if not good! had a random idea

"what will you trade at this hunt for good furs?" kukutux asked of @Ipiktok, moving down the now-worn path to the place of fireflies.

she spoke of his ulaq, wanting the young man to turn his effort upon renewing his land as a first step.

rodyn had been here, setting camps.  blackbirds rose. it was not the husband of her daughter she saw now. it was a stranger. 

tautukpik and akmaaski halted at their heels. kukutux glanced at the son of her daughter. this place was not claimed, but to linger perhaps implied a desire to meet. 

"this woman greets you," she called into the cool shade cast by the tree. tones soft, the springjade eyes nevertheless waited to appraise.