Sunset Valley tautuk ∧

a harrowing cry from the caribou as it missteps in the snow; its front leg buckles and soon the animal is dragged down by the pairs of teeth that sink in. one knee placed into the snow, but with enough pressure from the others, it caves in and both knees find themselves buried in the icy landscape. 

inutsuk stole attention away and caused the slip-up and eventual fall.

kukutux helped slow its run and weaken the pace of the animal.

kigipigak picked the correct animal from its herd and sent it running in the right direction.

each earned their right to blood and flesh today. shikoba feels herself sink in the snow as the caribou's front half tips forward. she scrambles towards its neck now, intending on grasping onto the windpipe and allowing for a quick death for this sickened beast. perhaps it would be an act of mercy, perhaps it is an act of brutality. in the eyes of herself, in the eyes of Moonglow, perhaps it is nothing more than a blessing.

a final gasp of air, the caribou grows limp. she lets go now and looks upon the village members with a glimmer of pride over her eyes. their work is what makes hunts like these successful; it is the combination of strength that makes Moonglow resilient. it is the blood of others that keeps her tied to the village.