Duck Lake Before I can live with folks, I have to live with myself.

As suspected from the scarce sightings Aqakuktuq had of her, the woman seemed incredibly shy―unnaturally so. She wondered what may have caused such behavior. Still, the small woman nodded and gave an answer, brief as it was, her silver eyes losing their shine when they fixated on the ground. She was fortunate to have walked away with only minor tears. Surprisingly, the quiet woman spoke up again to observe Pesi's arrival. I do, Aqakuktuq confirms with a nod. We are friends.

Then, the little snowfield murmurs "Tupilaq" under her breath, which confuses the fisher, but then she introduces herself as Uki. Silver windows met gold, and the fisher said, I am Aqakuktuq. It's nice to meet you. Her expression softened then, and the ghost of a smile was offered.

Keenly noticing that his friend was introducing herself, Pesi piped up with his practiced greeting: Hello!

With a glance towards the raven, she introduced him, as well. His name is Pesi.