Duskfire Glacier Nukak

The eldest Tatkret did not comment on his brother’s offer to return in his own time. Now that Tuulu was there, Issorartuyok did not want him to leave. It had been some many moons since he had seen the young man’s face, had heard his voice, and the man had not anticipated how dearly he would wish to keep Tuuluuwaq close to his side. The familiarity in his family was relieving to him.

Lane is a good woman, the older man said with a small nod. She was a good leader, too. She had exceeded all expectations he’d had for her and her ability. Issorartuyok was glad to have the reliable nature at his side as they began to tread on unfamiliar waters. With the death of Wintersbane and Tzila, the village needed strength at their helm. He had no doubts in Lane – she was everything a leader needed to be, and she was more.

I think you will get along with her, brother. Issorartuyok smiled.