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kukutux lifted her muzzle, beginning to preen a tangle from the glossy red silk of her sun man's nape. she had heard him speak of his land before, but it remained as foreign as it had ever been. only one circle, and women openly choosing! in her world, a woman could refuse any man as husband or lover. but there was a way to approach and to be approached.

sakhmet. "yes. he hurts for her." kukutux did not voice that she had once considered making a match for kigipigak and sialuk before! but he had become her kinsman, and through her, was now more of an older cousin to the raindrop than anything.

and his heart belonged to another.

"on my island, a man was able to have more than one wife." she had ceased her grooming, and now looked soberly upon aiolos. "if sivullik had not come back, i would have asked you to take lótë as your second mate, so that her children would also have your status."