Qeya River anilaaktuk

Despite her claim as Issumatar, Sakhmet was not a warrior.

Not by any stretch.

But she would be damned to see her husband be welcomed by bloodshed. The golden woman struck her and yet Sakhmet could not blame her! There was a sudden flurry of bodies and panic!

Yet still Amalia peeled away, the golden one guarded herself.

Still she could not greet her husband!

Her chest heaved with heavy breaths, voice nearing a growl. Amalia, saigut. Now. She half expected Sadey to be near there, the medical supplies and caches. To tend to the scout, if she showed with injuries. And truthfully, Sakhmet's patience danced on the thin edge of excitement.

She had never imagined welcoming home Kigipigak like this.

But she looked to him now, with a fierce longing.