Silverlight Terrace walkin' after midnight

Her comment about plants brought to mind his mother Amekaze. She was not exactly an herbalist in life, but she had been better versed at it than himself. His heart was heavy - so he banished the remembrance from his mind promptly. In its stead he focused upon the woman's features; her good health, the springtime look in her gaze, and could not quite banish his mother in her entirety after all.

I am Kukutux, she introduces softly, and he nods - looking over her shoulder as if distracted, maybe considering that he could still leave this woman and go hunt down that doe. But he decides, in a rare moment of compassion, to help the woman instead of gorge himself on an easy feast.

Unsure of how to approach this new quest, he appears tongue-tied for a few moments, but blurts: I can show you, and lurches away from her a step and a half through the snow, towards the distant weald, and then slows down so she can keep up; over his shoulder he comments, What do you seek? A dumb question - but he wanted to be of use, especially to one loyal to his sister.