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the air within the hut clung with the faint musk of caribou hides, their earthy scent mixing with the bitter cold that seeped through every crack. morwenna—yikaas k’edghildza now—moved softly over the earthen floor, her lithe frame casting fleeting shadows against the flickering firelight. the bundle in her jaws was carefully wrapped in leather, holding a salve she had crafted from pine resin and rare mosses unearthed beneath snowdrifts.

her silver eyes lifted, finding the starkissed woman seated near the hearth. the woman’s white star mirrored her own in a way that felt almost deliberate, as if the gods had drawn their marks upon both, their fates intertwined. sun eater’s scent was faint upon k’edghildza's coat, but she felt its absence deeply, an ache that nestled between her ribs. she swallowed it down as she set the bundle at shadowpaw’s side.

star girl she began, her voice low and steady, as if fearing the fire itself might consume her words. i’ve brought you this. it will warm the flesh and soothe what the ice seeks to steal. her silver gaze softened as she moved closer, the faintest whisper of sun eater’s lessons weaving through her gestures.

these winters are cruel, she continued, a quiet solemnity in her tone. so we must be kinder still. her breath was warm as it ghosted through the space between them, though she stepped back after a moment, giving her the room she herself had once craved in unfamiliar places.