Blacktail Deer Plateau Ullaaq

The dark young wolf took his name and did not immediately offer one of her own. The northerner did not understand.

Upon his request for one, the dark wolf did not offer a name again, claiming that she did not know. Issorartuyok frowned at this and shook his head. It struck him as being very confusing. Why was this dark young shadow running along the plateau alone? Where had she come from?

Issorartuyok glanced to the mountain that she had looked to.

You are a shaman, he gave to her in his own tongue. It was all that made sense. The shamans were well-versed in communicating with spirits. Issorartuyok had never had a skill for such things, but he was not so bold as to say that spirits did not walk the earth beside the living.