Barrow Fields pavva mauragak

Kigipigak's steps became heavier at the mention of Tulimaq, as if he were punching the ice down out of spite. His pace slowed again, in time with Kukutux' sigh, hearing the words spoken of Lane and Keyni but not hearing them also.

Tulimaq is everything a man of Tartok is supposed to be. He had not meant to defend the wolf, but that is how it would sound.

It is not the way of Tartok to settle and watch the days go by. We are all hunters, we are all warriors. Conquerors! The only reason Tulimaq came to you was to test you. He had heard of the way the man had come for Shikoba - all of Moonglow knew of it.

There was an anxious look upon Kigipigak's face now, and he paced more within his stride, clearly agitated by something that he could not speak of. It took some time before he calmed, and by then the pair had traveled some ways across the barrows.

If he is true to Tartok and he wants conquest, his hunting party will become something much worse, and he may come to our village. This was only one of the many thoughts in Kigipigak's busy mind. It seemed more important than any pairing that moon-woman had conjured up for her match-making.