Firefly Glen egangak ⋼

she turned to face him. "moonglow is not like the village of my island. nor is it like the village of the issumatar. it is a mixing of many things." she did not want him to leave. but she knew that one day he would. a hunter wished his own path.

kukutux wished there was a woman of moonglow in which kigipigak had found interest. perhaps then he would not speak so.

she veered closer to nip at his shoulder. "run with me."