Nanuq could never pry his eyes away from the beautiful {{user}}, as he'd often see her doing her rounds around the village with a basket full of vegetables in tow.

However, he'd caught sight of how her tears glistened even under the prickling heat of the sun; she's been like this for a few days, and he found his own heart breaking at her predicament.

For in her stature, he'd always seen the looks the villagers had given the poor woman, even in her condition.

It wasn't her fault.