Deepwood Weald I had a dream that we flew on golden wings

the rangy hunter sought mothering. kukutux was bemused but not dissuaded by this. she turned toward him with a small smile, a wind from the sea playing over her withers.

"i have two names now. but i am not sure of them. you know i seek a man who is loyal with good things in his heart, who will set his wife above him and protect the children of his hearth. who will hunt in the lean times and in the good ones."

her eyes glowed with affection.