Nova Peak ❇ Sóóts'ii

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silatuyok’s ears cupped forward at the sound of her name, spoken in a way that made her breath hitch. soft. reverent. as if he already knew what she brought before she said a word.
she stepped closer, careful in her movements, delicate like wind crossing snow. the white fox pelt slipped from her shoulders with the motion, and she gathered it gently in her teeth before laying it down between them. the scents of cedar and mum oil bloomed anew as it met the earth.
for you, she said simply, her voice low and shy as her gaze flicked to his paws. to keep warm.