Firefly Glen Sweet Little Sister

The way she described her home made it sound like a lush paradise. Kannoyak could see why she would share its beauty with excitement on her tongue. The white hunter hoped that she would show him some of the places she had mentioned. He did not know if her village would allow an outsider in their midst, even temporarily.

Kannoyak would bring them meats and furs. It would be a sign of good faith, he thought. If he could bring gifts to their home, they might allow him to visit the dark-haired woman.

Amalia’s answer gave the man a satisfied feeling of warmth in his belly. She did not have a husband or a lover. It was surprising to him. She seemed to be the picture of a perfect wife. There was brightness and warmth in her actions, in her words. The white wolf wondered if the wolves around her could not see it.

Is there a bride price? he asked next.