Golden Glade Your skin was gilded

It was only the sound of another's voice that pulled Waawaashkeshi from her sorrow. She was quick to lift her head, spotting the auburn man who had called out to her.

Oh, no.. I am sorry. She would hate to make someone think she was hurt at all. I had a fight with a close friend, that is all.

More than just a close friend. She couldn't explain it, she just knew that Nasamiituuq meant more. I will be fine. We will make up. She could only hope that was true.