Qeya River šest

sheep killer declined and sun eater regarded him with a sharp look. but stone crier murmured then, and he softened the hardness of his shoulders. "you not take wedding gift, sheep killer? bah!" 

but a quick rare grin said that the caribou man was not angry; he jerked his chin toward the pair, standing back. "keep safe," sun eater rumbled before he turned and strode away.

the deerhide would mysteriously find its way to those caverns, wrapped and set aside as if waiting.

wind called the lanzadoii man. he answered with a run.