Emberwood with all your lies,

and so it was! the dancing one, here! after what had felt like moons, though she knew to be mere weeks. cheeks seemed to resemble full moons, with the way nanuralaaq grinned at the girl! and she was tracking her own deer, too. how far she had come ; it stirred a pride within the snow-borne woman. dancing one! came her joy.

it is good to see you, as well, yuralria, a polite nod of her head, though not lacking a friendliness, a warmth. reserved for the young girl! of an older sister to that of one younger! she looked, then, to the chewed upon bark, and her eyes flashed once more towards the girl. do you wish to hunt once more, dancing one? and this time, there was a challenge behind her tone ; though working together, she knew the girls sharp fangs could easily fell but a simple deer, if she had already hunted such fierce caribou!

200 !! <3