Northstar Vale and life gets hard but these last days been meanin’ more

"i am kukutux." the man had a soft cast to his features, one that did not fit the firmness with which he had addressed her. but it was of little account to the duck now.

"sometimes ... i want to be all alone," she admitted with a momentary wilt of her soft ears. "it is where i come when i have finished all my tasks."