Bramblepoint qakuqtaq ◯

a smile flirted its way to kukutux' features. "i am glad to hear it. i have good things in my ulaq. i will welcome you to share them," the duck said softly, thinking of the carefully stored duck fat with the very last berries that had grown during the cold months.

a nod; she stepped back. "go well, ruenna redfern of village redhawk," kukutux murmured softly, before turning and beginning her winding trek back toward moonspear.