Moonspear aupajaangajuq ⧉

it was a pragmatic way of looking at things. kukutux was reminded of the green-eyed warrioress who had died in the glen; she let out her breath and nodded. "the ones who were taken by the bear, had you companions in them?" had kukutux known she had been discovered so swiftly, she would have chosen a path of directness.

as it were, the duck was learning to do such things. another moment turned out toward the snowy treetops and then her gaze had returned to settle upon the woman norah. "you are right. those who have gone on will be replaced, perhaps by the children to come."