Qeya River mistanvall

AW but maybe @Ice Diver? I know we have one buttt..>!!

the evening air was chilling against star eater's furs. but this did not stop her from the preparation of hides that had been rapidly collecting. rather meek, afraid to tear her womb from the buck of a caribou hoof, she remained stagnant. ever the housewife.

it gnawed at her.

she had hoped for company. the pelt in particular was one she had woven with sinew and a charm, a shining stone that looked like ice. for the war chief, if she had so chosen to approach her.

the lanzadoii wife had been complacent. but she wished to know. she did not like being so stationary, but there was a warmth that she had never felt before.