Qeya River Ikayuak

how did she explain it to him? that her name was not his to know and that what she was called was not a name to her? she found herself tired of this boy's naivety and she wondered if this one would get himself killed — or others, too.

yet she cannot think of a good enough response before something catches her attention.

ksura. bristled like an angered porcupine. something about it endeared her deeply to him. as if she was not already.

let him take over, instruction and warning both for the young healer. she was prepared to learn how to support her own weight for a moment while ksura took his place. she only hoped the young man was wise enough to not ask a million questions about this as well.