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The smell diminished considerably as he followed it until the wolf scent overwhelmed. This did not put Kigipigak off of the trail so much as envigorate him to pursue at a greater speed. A part of him was pleased to find the rogues of this new land and test their mettle—as well as their defenses if a pack's claim line met his feet—but he was also curious to know if his sisters were around.

When he saw a shape resembling a young wolf standing before him he slowed and sniffed the air, stopping when the scent did not register any sort of emotional response. It was not one of his sisters after all but someone that looked younger, with a stark white coat and runner's build.

By this point in Kigipigak's adventure he knew how limited Tartok was in the region and so he took a chance and greeted them in the comon tongue. Hallo! Kigipigak called across the dark bends of shadow. What are you hunting? Maybe I will help! It was a messy but well-intentioned offer.