Duskfire Glacier Nukak

Oh, he’d grown. Tuuluuwaq was a strapping, lean-muscled figure. He looked far better than Issorartuyok had remembered, though the boy’s litter had suffered a terrible loss with the illness that had infected them. The young boy had always been doted upon in the Tatkret family.

Tuuluuwaq! It is good to see your face, brother, the large man boomed in greeting, bounding across the remaining steps between them. Issorartuyok met his brother’s headbutt with his own broad skull. A smile erupted upon his features. I smelled you when we crossed into the glacier. What has brought you so far from the north?

It would be good to catch up with the youngest boy. Issorartuyok had not realized just how much he had missed his family.