Stavanger Bay You Win or You Die

conflicting, this ugly feeling that spread about her in colubrid coils. in his own right arrluk was a good man, deserving of ajei. he’d never done anything untoward, and his only crime was the gender held by his body.

but sobeille struggled to put aside the hideousness blooming within her.

falling in step alongside him as he moved, she scanned the breathtaking view. once, she had sworn that it could not be family. ajei shared no blood with sapphique, but that had not stopped sobeille from thinking of her every day since their chance encounter at their first bison hunt.

de otter, i don’ know. but de seal… dere be a place east where dey sleep on de sands. sobeille agreed, raising her muzzle to drink in the strong brine on the breeze. fish, wolverine, and willow root! sobeille marveled this custom, believing it showed strong faith and value in moonpack’s daughters.
dese be very valuable t’ings. sobeille mused, wondering if arrluk felt daunted by the tasks.

but one t’ing at a time. we kill seal today.

if it were up to her, ajei’s bride price would be limned in gold.