Moonspear kipigniugun ⚭

she breathed at hydra's tread, shut her eyes and lowered herself in obeisance. but kuktutux need not have worried, for the blackbear's gaze was warm, then elated. a small shy smile tugged at her mouth, and the duck glanced up at the sound of jarilo's voice.

her husband's voice. cheeks heating beneath their soft covering of pale fur, the girl finally could not hide her own pleasure as he laid the green of his eyes upon her face. "yes," kuktutux murmured in answer, straightening. hydra had already made her acceptance clear, and then the scent of @Dirge came to her. 

blinking delicately in the direction of her leader, wondering if he too would come to speak, the girl swallowed, tailtip still downturned with an appeasing movement. she stood bathed in welcome, but kuktutux knew how hydra had dealt before. a healthy respect, then, one she was happy to feed.

"i am the wife of jarilo now," she finished. was this all she had wished? her body spoke with its brazen new voice; she was overcome for a moment by both her new mate's nearness and the imposing presence of dirge, both male and both reason for wariness of a deep kind.

she wished to go to him now, but held herself at calm. kukutux would heed hydra's arrival here with awareness of her rank until the time came that jarilo and she were alone once more.

the though dizzied the duck.