Great Bear Wilderness [wp] upyakkaa ⟺

her words were gentle, but carried the weight of her respect and approval. they were words not given lightly, and he received them with a humble dip of his muzzle.

ninauga, he echoed, letting the word settle on his tongue like a prayer. then i am grateful for what you have provided—your daughter, the herbs, the light that shines upon us tonight.

he allowed a small, rare smile to touch his lips, a flicker of something softer in the presence of the elder. what am i to call you, then, moonwoman? his tone was sincere, a quiet reverence threading his words. for as your ninauga, it would not do to call you simply by what i hear from others.