Ouroboros Spine salummaun ¤

Kigipigak had followed his nose to where he thought something foul had died or been improperly stored, left to rot exposed, when his path led him to an ulaq. There he discovered many pelts piled high, reeking, and at first thought it was indeed a dead thing unearthed - nothing smelled as strongly nor as bad as what he found there.

The fading scent of a male wolf lingered where urine stained the pelts and soaked beneath them, to the earth. If he could light the pile aflame to clear the air he would have, but barring that, Kigipigak could only think of one way to undo the unsightly mess: he hiked some distance away and began to dig, so that this refuse could be put to rest somewhere.

It took some time before the pit was deep enough for Kigipigak to be satisfied, then some mental fortification for himself, knowing he would have to drag each layer and grasp each ruined thing, but soon he set to work dismantling the ugly inukshuk.