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YOU’RE GOOD! <3

There was tension between the adults that went above Nantahala’s head, as she was far too interested in the boy in front of her. She studied him—endeared by his actions!—and smiled to reassure him that all was well.

While the adults spoke, Nantahala tuned in, listened to their words, and now understood the meaning of this meeting. This was a matter of her future—of their future if they decided to take that path together—and something that was to be taken very seriously. While her girlish feelings remained, she’d sobered some, knowing that she had to be on her best behavior.

I like to hunt, too—I wish to be first hunter when I am older, she said to Sirmiq, hoping this would entice him to speak. Maybe we can hunt sometime. Her expression was eager.