Moonspear waatxakuq ✾

her gaze darted toward sialuk as well, but after assuring herself the raindrop had not been harmed, she crouched down beside saviguk. "maybe a tiritchik lives in the water," she surmised, steadying her own paw upon the surface. warmth then, perhaps too much, but it did not become the bite of a truly dangerous heat.

kukutux thought of the skins she lay outside the ulaq. was it possible to soften skins in such a place as well? she put the thought aside, turned back to osiris. "what do you think makes the fire underneath?"