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with the icehunter strong beside her, kukutux felt her spirit strengthen with his regard. deep grofe. "it is good to know your face, shilloh," the moon murmured softly, gathering her thoughts. "in moonglow, there are two circles, those of women, and those of men. this means that you and i and the other women share words that are not for the ears of men, and sivullik," here she indicated adrastus with a warm expression, "is leader of the men's circle."

"all of us may hunt," kukutux went on, despite the fact that this bent precedent somewhat. she did not mind, for it was the health of moonglow she prized most. "but when i speak the word 'hunter,' i mean that this word is for a man." she smiled softly. "i know that our ways have difference, but we have grown close in the small paths of our world. it will be a good thing if you choose to walk with us in this land."

her voice stilled, and moonwoman watched shilloh, waiting for a response or for questions.