Moonspear my reign is built upon hypocrisy and all my casualties

"sialuk is daughter to me. tiuttuk is granddaughter."

to mention her child now brought a pang. what had so befallen her sweet-snow that she must leave all of moonspear behind?

kukutux held her peace once more, but only for a time. a small hard paw worn by menial work lifted, motioning. "what is this?" 

what did this aspect of the grey trader create?

and before he answered, greenstone eyes flickered. "have you walked yet to the snowy place of moonsong?"

there was but a single way to be certain.