Moonspear inscryption

im so sorry i let this sit for so long february was a year of a month *sob*

if i sing for you, then you have to teach me how to paint, maggak chitters, eyebrows wriggling. she gazes down at the stained paw, and a girlish giggle flutters from her chest. anaa is gonna kill you if you track that in the ulaq, y'know.
i know a song we could sing, maggak leads him beneath the evergreens, following a pathway marked by melted snow and icy footprints. she meant it when she said we, a mischievous glimmer sparkling in the toothy smile she now gives him. she begins to hum and drum her feet against the ground.

Big Raven up there
pikuut, did he not catch a caribou?
raven replied; no none, no none!
the wife whose husband is away says
piku had caught a caribou
you have to pick up firewood that is not berry bushes
in our end!