Otter Creek untroubling and untroubled where i lie

he spoke, and she could not remember if she had ever heard his voice. surely he knew she herself could not speak — but it ocurred to relmyna that he did not. their liasions had not been ones marked by the use of words. lifting a paw to her throat, she waited until he took heed of the gesture, and then nosed the bauble toward him.
as of late, her communion with the gods had become more direct. and thus her use of the stone had dropped, and her need for it as well. yet her regard for the gift that had been granted her did not now escape relmyna's reverence, and she watched iliksis pointedly to convey that sentiment.