Big Salmon Lake kuak ⛣

"it is what i want, yes," she dared. with aiolos' ties to yuelong, and her own to moonspear, she could think of few ways to bless hydra for her gift of a home than with a proper alliance. tribe-bonds to commemorate another cycle of moons spent upon the proud mountain. 

and there was no other way to bless her husband than to bind his spirit within her a second time. secretly she hoped for sons; she enjoyed the idea of sialuk receiving all the attention which shapes a young woman, not to be split with a sister. for she recalled her own, with a vague and wary fondness. the name starkly remembered but never spoken.

it would not be her decision in the end. and the duck did not believe jarilo would care for one above the other. he was pleased with his children, devoted to them. kukutux knew she had chosen truly in the ostrega brother, and shook out her pale hackles with a shy smile. 

"now let us see if we cannot bring a water-skin home to them," she suggested, gesturing at the water. shy now, wishing to turn them aside lest he thought her too formal, though alabaster ears swiveled to hold whatever words jarilo gave.