Shadowwyn Moor nine strikes

The Chieftain rounded about his hunters. They all gathered and made stares at the newcomer. Most meeting her attention with hardened looks. 

Meleys took a similiar approach as her niece. She would spin firstly around her brother, nosing his shoulder in greeting and approval of his words. Then she would arch the newest woman, sniffing as she did so, her eyes of new and full moon gleaming. 

Sun Eater had spoken of his uncertainty: should he wed another woman of one of the caribou clans at a third attempt or should he try someone new all together. Teach her his own ways. It seemed he had chose the latter. Meleys would have to determine with time if this were the right choice. 

The judgement of others did not go unnoticed. Morwenna was not one of them. Then again, nor had Ice Diver one before, or Ridgeback or Kekoa...