Duskfire Glacier gonakru

taktuq had a melodic way to her voice that kept heda's attention trained. she was sad to tink that such a gentle person had lost anyone at all, least of which was her mother. she thumped her tail and smiled. "i would like to see easthollow. i am sorry you lost your mom."
a moment of silence. heda squared her shoulder. "kukutux calls herself moonwoman. she is like — she is a mother and a teacher. she knows how to cure caribou skins. but they're mostly hunters, i think. this was their uhum, winter hunting. they traveled from their packland for a while, into the taiga, to hunt with anyone who wanted to join them. we took down a lot of kills."
"i think you would like her." heda certainly did.