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Issorartuyok shook his head.

For you. I can continue without eating for some time still, he answered her with a small nod.

The northerner had spent days hunting with others, searching for herds of caribou in the tundra. He had learned how to store fat on his body well enough. If he exercised the same caution and care for his body, he knew that they would be able to journey to the caldera before he would need to eat again. If he was being honest, Issorartuyok knew they would happen upon other prey animals as they journeyed. He only wanted to be sure Meerkat was tended to, in the meantime.