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kukutux laughed softly. "my husband's wife is my sister. we share our hearth. the older children have gone to hunt and to take short journeys. sialuk visits the mountain that was once moonspear. their voices come and go, but it is never silent."

she enjoyed it, the chaos of motherhood and weaning children underfoot. it sated her in many ways. and now inutsuk would come to know it. "in the winter, your son will go again with us to winter hunting. i set my heart forward, to watch for this time."