Silverlight Terrace walkin' after midnight

kukutux listened. he did not bluster into his answer, nor boast, and it was about her goal here that he inquired. despite the fact it was she who had invited him to speak the proper words, the duck was still somewhat caught off-guard by his question. yet she thought only a moment, answering, "herbs to help in childbirth. i want to know their growing places before they arrive."

jarilo had not been reticent around the subject; she did not think revui would be uncomfortable either. a moment, in which she plucked the words in her mind, placing them into a cautious sentence. "i trade for the skin of your next kill. what will you take for it?" what did she have? but kukutux was focused now, enjoying the leveled nature of her discourse with revui.