Qeya River brother's blood

yikaas heard. she knew it by the scent in the air— distant, yet so familiar. they'd been born together, after all, the stench of his afterbirth forever etched in her young, youthful memories. but what became of him? what morsels of her brother had been left? did she, after all this time, make a crucial mistake?
@Gjalla, the starwoven called for her. her arrival, new and shiny, was the uproar of saatsine. with @Ghelan's mistake, his toilsome, teenage nature, she needed to see her star sister once more.
she lay there, at the entrance of her den with the collection of caribou hides and oils. they were a perfume that wafted through the winds that terrorized their lands, but it had been a comfort more than anything else.
and that was what she had needed. comfort. where ever her husband had gallivanted off to, was no business of her own. he seemed...okay with what she had told him. but that was it. okay. a shrill sigh left her throat, waiting for gjalla to heed her call.

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