Moonspear [m] listening to fear

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Restlessness kept Sialuk from sleep. At first, she attributed the change to worrying over both Argent's extended absence and Acrux's fresh wounds. But as the hours passed, the realization came to her. Nature rarely planned for convenience. It was Argent she wished for, and yet he was not here. He was doing his duty to fulfill the bride price so that they could be wed.

She slipped from the ulaq that was her home into the chilly darkness of the witching hour. The moon was full and ripe, just as the Ostrega herself. Instinct and nature thrummed in her, and she let herself be guided wherever (or to whomever) the spirits might take her this evening.