Moonspear I will go down with this ship

she wandered, idly clutching the rabbitfur  along her shoulders. moonspear was larger than she had expected, full of brazen wolves around a strongly enforced hierarchy.

in some ways it was like it had been upon the aisle, and in others it was foreign to kukutux, who still understood very little about moonspear or the truth of why she had been traded.

the morning found her dutifully awake, having spent an awkward and sleepless night in her new home. she coursed a game trail shyly, and her hesitant gaze alighted on a figure moving her way, and swiftly. 

kukutux shivered.