Bramblepoint suli ∏

sialuk was quiet. kukutux felt that her daughter considered many things, but did not pry for them. in good time, the girl might share. or would not, though the raindrop had good rapport with her mother. the duck did not wish to think that a moon might come where sialuk would retire into the world of women and keep things close to her heart.

"perhaps we go back to the ulaq. i have paunngaaq there." frozen now, the little taste of summer might break the ice around sialuk's tongue, she hoped; kukutux dearly wished to hear any thoughts her daughter currently entertained.