Ghost Lion Crag ilunnutchaktuk ❍

the day that the darkfurred ostrega had mumbled a kind word to kukutux had been the day she had forgiven him. even the fiercest clashes with revui and with hydra had not changed that, though now his grievance was against the mountain. 

at his words, her alabaster countenance fell with its last trailings of hope. she could not understand why she wished him back, only that he had always been a part of moonspear. and now that he was gone, and revui was gone, kukutux feared the pillars of the mountain were failing its wolves.

as she searched for some way to convey this, arcturus spoke, a statement that provoked a quick look. "jarilo is their father. and you will be their akkaq," she dared on the next breath, springmint eyes climbing the forbidding crags of his face until she beheld the tired sillu of his gaze. there was no coldness there, only a heavy resignation.

he was not happy, and kukutux again did not understand why she wished this for him.