Qeya River my head says i never should've left

if i missed anything lmk, just a quick mobile post at work!

she has not yet burned for the pairing of her husband. yet she knows that others are being thrusted into it and that their time here is surely limited as it is anywhere.

suffice to say, she is not welcoming of strange men come to call women. she may not be the masculine hammer of sun eater’s one-eyed stare, but she is war chief. not scared of any strange man any longer. it matters not if he looms in a bearish size. her status and strength matter more here.

what man thinks he has rights to come calling? her question is a demand for identity. uncaring of what ties he had to any who had become saatsine.

he is not a caribou hunter and that was what mattered most to her in this moment.