Dawnlark Plains VI

Tulimaq could track many creatures across the empty wasteland of the north. He had once followed a mother seal using only her shadow against the ice, and his tenacity had won him a rich meal during a time of hardship. He knew his own capabilities; yet as he sat there staring at the lifeless corpse of his companion, he could find no clues, trace no path to follow.

The white wolf, Augur, used his looks and his body to tell them: he knew where, he could show them the place. Tulimaq did not yet rise. He heard the question by Avicus and had no answer - mourning in silence as the rage engulfed him.

How stupid this woman was, he thought. How weak. How useless, letting herself become the prey. To claim to be a hunter of any distinction - only to die.

Tulimaq did rise, eventually. He made his way to wherever Augur would lead - but he would not touch that body, or look at it again.