Moonspear the pack

kukutux had nosed the last piece as flat as she was able, whirling in a pale, surprised arc. "pitsialaurisi, sialuk," the young mother sighed, though she was not dispirited. removing the briefly-chewed strip of fish from her daughter, the duck lay it back where it should have been. "you are wild ostrega girl." this was accompanied by a grin to show she meant nothing by it; kukutux nudged sialuk and indicated where she had bitten the fins off the fish and left them in a patch of earth. toys there, and more to explore if the child wished.