Moonspear nuyuiksuk ⚬

the man was kind, and kukutux felt that he resembled hydra. perhaps this was jarilo, or another fierce mountain sibling.

the weight of his eyes was damning; her face burned with shame. she understood snow, but that was not readily apparent with how she had been prepared to freeze beneath the newfallen drifts of it.

wearily kukutux collected herself to her paws, tugging out the furs from beneath the snow. she was too tired to carry them all, the duck realized, and it was the final harsh shove into tears that kukutux had not wanted.

jadeglow eyes welled; chin trembled. she did not wish to be led to another empty cave, cold, devoid of any warmth, where she might shiver and cry herself into a poor slumber. "i do not want to be alone, please," the little duck whispered, paws already chilled by her poor idea.