Lake Rodney ii They watch their children.

He paused, sinking back on his haunches while the hide sat in the grass, listening.

That is wise, he remarks, understanding the concept of filling one's belly to the fullest point and carrying the meat back home, leaving the carcass behind. It is a common practice and until this point, Kigipigak thought the burying of the hide was common too; this was not so true here in the southlands.

He began to work at the hide again when she asked after his family, his ties. At this point in his journey Kigipigak had nothing of the sort. I am alone. I left home not long ago, with my mother's blessing. He smiles at the memory of her.