Herbalists' Cache hoof trundle

"Star Eater," she repeated, quietly seeing a greater picture of the stars above them being swallowed whole. Really, in her little lifetime, she thought the stars were spirits who had risen from the ground to guide out paths from the sky. 

She had lost her way long ago and did not recognize them anymore.

"Yes, ma'am." Nutuyikruk did not intend to move. No, she would not meet the teeth of the wife's husband! Upon the uptilted jerk of the girls muzzle, there came into view the legs of another fading away. 

Nodding, a harsh swallow came, wishing to not see the face of the chieftain, and knowing not where her limits resided. Safer here. "I will sit with you."