Duskfire Glacier Piusik

Hmm, the man mused gently at her question.

I was almost a year. I had just hunted my first caribou with my village and I had made the killing blow.

It had bene a proud moment for Issorartuyok. It had been the moment when his mother had believed him to be a man. He had spoken to her and discussed his desires to leave. She had been saddened, but she knew that his path would carry him elsewhere. It had been difficult, still. The northerner thought of his family often and hoped that they were safe.

What are you thinking, Heda? Does your spirit call you elsewhere?

Issorartuyok wondered if she had an idea for where she wished to go, or if she felt as he had. It was fine to wander, he knew as much. If she knew that she would need a home eventually, it would likely do her some good. The man wondered if he might lose her as an apprentice, which twinged at him sadly.