Duskfire Glacier Katimak

The woman helped and then thanked him for the meat. Issorartuyok bowed his head humbly and stepped back so that she would have room to fill her belly and settle into the news they would share with each other.

When Lane spoke, Issorartuyok only listened. He believed her word was valuable. She had been a member of the glacier longer than he had. The northern man had only joined after speaking with Wintersbane and Meerkat for a short period. His face was still new to the natives. His place in their ranks was still fresh, still unfamiliar, and it was likely to draw far more attention than she would. Lane was familiar and welcome by all in their village. She was invaluable to them.

As Lane stated that she did not want for another Wintersbane to lead their group, the eldest Tatkret looked solemnly across the stretch of terrain. The words of Kukutux filled his head.

“Then they must leave.”

The Moonwoman said to me that if Arius and Ensio will not wish for peace, for healing, that they must leave, he admitted in a grave tone. These were words he felt were necessary to share with Lane. They meant a great deal. Issorartuyok had not been willing to accept them when Kukutux had first spoken, but hearing Lane share similar sentiment filled him with uncertainty. Were they really thinking that Arius and Ensio were not fit for the village their father had created?

I do not know if I would be capable of throwing the young men from their home. If it came to it, I would take my kin and leave the glacier. If it came to it… the boys would be forced to see that this land is nothing without its people. That it is nothing more than a glacier that their father claimed without those who remain to fill it.

It was a somber thought to share with her, but one he felt was necessary.