Duskfire Glacier NulettuKutik

Courting was a word she had used before.

If her courting with her friend was anything like the courting that he had done with her, then it was possible it could go either way. Issorartuyok nodded his head and then smiled to her again, swiftly. She had not become a wife to this mysterious man, not yet.

Then there is still time, is there not?

The northerner drew himself up, proudly, filling himself out. It was a display of himself! Issorartuyok could remember the young bucks of his home village and the way they would parade their strength to the ladies of the snow. He had scoffed as younger man, but perhaps it was what Meerkat wished to see.

I will fight this man for your honor.

Issorartuyok nodded his head firmly, still smiling to her.

This was what she desired, wasn’t it? She had wished for him to show his passion.