Blacktail Deer Plateau Ullaaq

A one-eyed wolf stepped forth and spoke in a purring tone. The northerner did not like him. It made his spirit uneasy to stand so close to the wolf that the child addressed as bear witch.

When the cyclops spoke of the girl, addressing his actions as that of a protective father, Issorartuyok stiffened slightly. It felt familiar, it felt like a trap. The northerner fixed his chocolate gaze on the older of the two and nodded his head stiffly.

This one was only helping to return her to her family, Issorartuyok stated in a gruff voice. Parents were well within their right to protect their young. It was not Issorartuyok’s place to judge by how much, but he did wish to speak his intentions.

The girl sees spirits. She is what we call a shaman.