Snowforest Taiga black blood

When he spoke of moiety there was only a blankness to Sulukinak, who did not know the word, and did not know the connotations to it. She was curious, but at the same time she felt they had spoken enough. There was much work for Sun Eater's body to do, to mend and to keep him from death; he needed more strength, not more questions.

His final pronouncement sounded both ominous and final. Sulukinak nods, and then tucks in to lay upon the dirt there, head upon her forelimbs. Moiety, the word echoes in her mind; but so too the faces of many people: Saatsine and Darukaal, Morwenna, the children—a flicker of shadow, as her mother's face passes among them.

She will not sleep, because she must keep watch. It feels as though something else is there with them, watching too.