Blacktail Deer Plateau tuviatchiak

@Sakhmet led the way. They stopped once to gather her bearings and to drink at a stream, resting an hour or two, then carried on north-east until the mountains blocked the sky.

The higher Kigipigak tried to look the less he saw. The forest swallowed them up together. There was a distant misting of color that told him rain was catching against the eastern range of cliffs.

By the time they found the route up to the plateau the rain had shifted atop them. He could hear it against the tree branches, smell as it perfumed the pine needles.