Blacktail Deer Plateau sikinaagiksuk

Maegi left the water after exhausting herself with prayers, satisfied with the way the dirt and grime had rinsed away from her coat. Now positively radiant in the sunlight, she strolled along the plateau, intending to return to Mou and the children. 

The sight of a very disheveled man distracted her from that intention.

Do I know you? she asked as she drew closer, eyes narrowing to peer at him. There was something very familiar about him—was this the Kigipigak Sakhmet had mentioned? They had met before. . .right?

But where? When?

She sat nearby, waiting for his response while enjoying the slightest breeze upon her drying pelt.