Moonspear kunnajak ⋠

an answer in a language she had not yet heard; kukutux' alabaster ears cupped forward softly. "perhaps this time is good to say to them what you have not yet said," the medicinewife suggested in a shy note. she wanted to tell the sunset-woman not to speak their names aloud, for so newly they had walked away from their lives.

but perhaps they would hear, and give the stonegem a piece of their favor. 

silently she stood back, awaiting to see what the other might say. "i am kukutux," came her soft voice in spite of herself; a small small dancing upon her lips for a moment before it faded into a respectful impassivity.