akkuma sought @Sakhmet, carrying a gift for his mother. a pale stone, chosen carefully for its smoky white-and-silver variegation and painstakingly painted in rich red berries to resemble..well, hopefully his mother. the effect was rough, silhouetted at best. he'd wrapped the stone in a flowering vine so that it framed the berrystain painting. the gift would not last forever, but akkuma hoped his mother would find it pleasing at least for a time.
July 29, 2022, 12:24 PM
With the return to Natigvik, her worries of Akkuma dropped.
He seemed to flourish at home. Always had. Not that the journey had seemed to hurt or hinder him, but she was still fresh to every milestone of their development. She wondered if he had gained anything from Moonglow. Perhaps Kukutux had spoke to his soul, maybe he had hunted once or twice in a group.
He had a way of coming to life from her thoughts. She had turned from the saigut that may one day see use as a medical den.
There was Akkuma with something in his jaws.
She could not hide her delight at seeing him.
He seemed to flourish at home. Always had. Not that the journey had seemed to hurt or hinder him, but she was still fresh to every milestone of their development. She wondered if he had gained anything from Moonglow. Perhaps Kukutux had spoke to his soul, maybe he had hunted once or twice in a group.
He had a way of coming to life from her thoughts. She had turned from the saigut that may one day see use as a medical den.
There was Akkuma with something in his jaws.
She could not hide her delight at seeing him.
Come here,She beckoned so she might see what he brought and check on him closer.
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