Moonspear waatxakuq ✾

Sialuk came quickly to her mother when she was called. Her ears pricked forward, and she listened as her mother explained what they were doing today. The interspersed words of her mother’s language with the language everybody else spoke was normal to Sia, but she did notice it. Nobody else spoke the special words that her mother did. Not even her father used them as much. They had a different feel to them compared to the more-used words.

They were to meet new family today, related somehow to their father. His name was Osiris. Sialuk hopes he was nothing like Hydra’s daughter. But even if he was, the raindrop was confident she could defend herself just as she had done with Mira.