Duskfire Glacier Sunnguvuk

heda nodded. the way he spoke was organized and careful. it appealed to her sense of pragmatism, enforced by sequoia and mahler and wylla, and now by this man.
in her heart she knew that she would come back. "it was nice to meet you, issoratuyok," heda said finally, striped tail waving. she said his name slowly, stumbling only once. 
in time the girl turned and started her travel toward the bypass.
on the way back to rivenwood she would say it to herself until it was committed to memory. heda did not like to be incorrect.