Moonspear angagixta ☘

they would have to choose another time, she and toad amelia. for now, kukutux was both overwhelmed and thrilled to share time with the both of them. she shifted the spray of dried flowers in her jaws. "when you speak, meerkat, you" and here the white-duck paused in her steps to gesture in a weak imitation of the gestures the girl had made. "what is this, if i can ask?"

in her curiosity the woman had forgotten both her companions carried pelts, and her ears wilted in apology. "when we arrive, of course," she invited with a shy press of laughter, falling into whatever gait the yearling set. "a white fox. he comes with the snow and in the summer, he puts on a new robe. sometimes the fox never changes his parka; he stays with snow caught all in his fur. when this happens, he causes six moons of light, when the sun never goes to sleep."