Totoka River aniruk ✿

tokha was inquisitive, gentle, full of questions and polite expressions. kukutux liked her more and more as they spoke, and the words begin to bubble out of her own throat. "here is good," the duck murmured, indicating the base of the mound. "this is an ulaq. or, it will be, once we are done," she murmured, shooting a glance at her companion.

at the mention of the song, a bittersweet expression laced kukutux' features. "a digging song. i learned it when i was a child." part nonsense, part chant, it warded away evil spirits and invited kinder ones to help the workers. the sound was one of the few things still tethering kukutux to the ones who had gone on. "where did you come from?"