Dragoncrest Cliffs intervention

sobeille stared at the antler; she imagined it stared back.

moonwoman sialuk knew so much of the world. sobeille marveled this - thinking back on kukutux. were all women of the moon cult so wise?

she nudged the antler with a frown. sialuk had given her much to process. reading between the lines, sobeille understood she must be patient and not ask too many things at once.

what is your favorite bone, sialuk? sobeille pulled the antler to her chest and looked upon sialuk with dinnerplate eyes, still nursing the hurt the boneflower had inflicted upon her with its answer.