Firefly Glen tunngak ⋔

not on her matchmaking. kukutux smiled inside herself. she had come with a name. 

"i understand." lane was a good woman. she would live beside the hearth of wintersbane until her children were ready to be without her. "it is only in my heart that i have this want that you should also be happy."

veteran and wayfarer. a son and a daughter. moonwoman was reminded poignantly of her raindrop and the young moon-hunter.

she could barely allow herself to think of him. in many ways, kukutux had not unsnarled the agonies of losing her son.

"they have your spirit in both of them. already i see this and i have not yet looked at their faces."

her ears came forward. "i made a meeting with a man who is one of my own people. he did not come to moonglow. he searches for a place of ice and snow. he goes to moonsong now, but i do not think it is the place he will want." her lips curved wryly, but she said nothing more.