Nova Peak ν

she dipped her head at his words—good—and her ears twitched with quiet approval. praise did not need to be loud to be felt.
his name was given, along with the title she recognized by tone, if not by structure. mand. her eyes softened, a flicker of warmth stirring behind their pale sheen.
silatuyok, she offered gently, tail brushing behind her in slow rhythm. moon sky.
he gestured, and she followed the motion of his paw, understanding dawning like morning on the tundra.
eh… how do say… she searched, brow knitting as she turned inward, then pointed lightly to her chest. tuhkumi’naa.
the word lilted like song off her tongue, foreign but full of meaning. she gave a small smile.
learn from my… sa’napi. she touched her shoulder, her voice softer now.
a beat passed, snow swirling gently between them.
she teach me many. how skin. how cut. how speak with... plants.
she looked up at him again.