Qeya River cause I wish you were here

Yuralria had expected an answer clean-cut and found her ears drooping child-like as Star Eater spoke in what she could only describe as cryptic riddles. "Maybe," her words held an edge of disappointment, swallowing thickly. What had Kukutux seen in her? Had her grandmother even seen anything at all? Perhaps, that was a question only Moonwoman could answer.

Her next question hung in the air between them like a fog on a misty morning. Fate. "I- I don't know." And truly, she had never dwelled on it before. As the cold seeped through her fur once more, she let her mind wander to Ariadne's death and all that come after. Nutuyikruk's disappearance, her journey north to find her. Had her life been scripted from the start? "Partially, I mean, I think that what happens to us is as much our own actions as it is fate itself."

It felt cruel to boil it down to some other-wordly red-string.

"Why? D'ya think that's what brought you here to Saatsine?"