Sunset Valley But he talks like a gentleman

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Some of them. They are strong despite the sickness. He answered.

It had only occurred to Kigipigak that the meat might be tainted because of Nyra, who had spoken to him about her own concerns. He had not thought the illness sweeping the smaller prey might be the same as what affected the caribou.

Regardless of how they had gotten sick or any of that, Kigipigak still believed it was their duty to cull the weak. That the meat might disturb the wolves wasn't really a concern to him.

I let my kinfolk Kukutux decide what to do with the meat after, he said as he tore in to the belly of the now prone beast. As warm entrails emptied to the snow, Kigipigak moved quickly.

She is my village leader. It would be good to meet her, I think. You are from the north - ah, he moved back hastily to avoid whatever came from the torn stomach and stood panting while the bile emptied against the earth. It smelled foul and incredibly vegetal, but lacked any bulk, which indicated as well that the caribou had not eaten.