Bitterroot Valley kiira-k ikug-luk

When the song was over the wolf huffed, turning to look at the woman again. There was clearly something on his mind but when he saw the way her eyes dropped, watching the earth with a measure of respect, he reconsidered.

Together they left the pile of leg bones and sought the caribou. The creature had made decent headway, and when it saw the two wolves moving together, made haste across the plain.

The wolf did not comment. He drew energy from a deep well within himself, forcing himself to move despite having followed this caribou since the pre-dawn hours; he would not let weakness interrupt his work.