Bitterroot Valley katmiksuk ⦕

He hadn't expected to hear the northern language from anyone but his family, but he had been surprised by the moonglow hunter and now by the moonlit woman. Her pale companion said nothing, just looked to the first expectantly.

The Tatkret stepped forward, closing more of the distance between him and the women. He offered a curt nod in greeting before continuing in the northern language. I am Tuuluuwaq from Duskfire Glacier, he told them. It is nice to hear our language spoken by others outside of my family. Now he was intrigued by the pair; he wanted to know more.