Moonspear kunnajak ⋠

perhaps @Opalia? :o

death had come and it had exacted a great price from moonspear and from firefly.

kukutux slowly bathed any lasting vestiges of dirt and blood from her pelt, a numb cleansing in icy water before she climbed high with damp fur into the reaches of the mountain, carrying with her a black strip of goatskin and small rounded bone pieces, for she would make an altar for those lost.

she did not whisper their names; kukutux put the picturing of their faces from her mind, and as the winds howled here with throats full of snow that fell upon the duck, she arranged the bones upon a flat surface of stone and tipped her muzzle up toward where the dancing lights might be.

guide them home, sedna