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SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT ON THIS!!

introductions and titles were given, to each sirmiq looked toward. nantahala — she was among the first of his own age that he'd met outside of mootide. not a sister, not a cousin, not a playmate; she was different. she was pretty! 

father mentioned the time of seal hunting and of scars, and the boy's chest swelled with pride. that day would mark more than just the bridge of his nose, for he would become a man! but then nantahala spoke, and all the surge of pride rushed from his chest to burn hot beneath his cheeks. sirmiq was a boy now wide-eyed and flustered, for he'd never been regarded as cool before, especially not by a girl. 

he dipped his face toward the floor as if to hide the sudden blush that had overtaken him. nervous and shy but wanting to make a good impression, sirmiq perked up just enough to offer a silent but shy; "thank you!" with his eyes.