4/14/2026, 4:46 PM
a tawny flash caught the corner of elk charm's eye, and she glanced to see the familiar face of a walosi-follower with a hint of coyote to their look. a pleasant pine scent wafted to her, and she looked warmly into the eyes which were like autumn. this was cecil, and they were close to nate in a way not yet discernable.
they had offered help and she nodded shyly after a moment.
close to the others, the woman imagined, spaced for privacy but within earshot of the tiny village already taking shape in the heart of lapis.
they had offered help and she nodded shyly after a moment.
we use this,motioning to the piled guts,
to catch more,to the gutted fish. her mien remained open, dropping to where earth still clung to the other's forelegs. what had they been digging? there were many edible roots in this area, and as walosi acclimated to the nestle, she had seen the seal hunter pace out his lodge. she herself was pleased to have a more permanent cache, though she had not yet found where she would build a wetu.
close to the others, the woman imagined, spaced for privacy but within earshot of the tiny village already taking shape in the heart of lapis.
i will let you have one, when we are finish,elk charm added with a glow, turning to spit bones into the brush.
