The Heartwood inuusik ✾

kukutux gave an eager nod. she was pleased he had accepted, relieved he did not think her foolish or otherwise. who might know a man's mind before he spoke? "i would like this, astaroth," she murmured gently, somewhat breathless at this notion.

a man who found the lessons the duck might impart to be worthy of payment. another dip of her head, and then upon a whim kukutux ducked her muzzle and plucked the hide from where it had fallen during their hunt. to the hunter she offered it, eyes bright with encouragement above its softened surface. a way of peace. a bartership for more.