Ghost Lion Crag tunilaaga ♢

sialuk and saviguk.

these were not the names that fit in the naming convention of the spear, but arcturus thought them savagely beautiful.

regret passed through him swift and as keen as an arrow, and then, it was gone -- for he had made his choices and she hers, and there was no use ever looking back.

"powerful names." arcturus commented, wishing he knew but a single word in kukutux's bizarre and incredible world. "will you teach me other words and names? i would like to know, so if i ever meet them." his tone was tinged with bitterness, for it was unlikely even now, he could know the faces of his nieces and nephews.

catching drift of her very last words, arcturus stood straight. "would you like to hunt, then?"