The Tangle Arpiqsiaputiq

dead.

that was not useful.

sulukinak considered leaving the boy then and there, heading through the tanglewood again, or perhaps going as far as the coast (it would be nice to see the saltwater again) — if you take me back with you i should be able to help him.

take me back with you

her demeanor shifts in a measured way; she looks at him properly, ears forward, eyes bright. yes? i can show you the way.

already she was moving, eager to bring something of use back to the qeya, and back to cen.