Qeya River to the stars

Kigipigak watched as his son ate, unphased by any mess. He grinned and then laughed when he heard the boy speak around the meat, the sound booming wildly.

You will be! Or, perhaps you will be swift and smart like your mother. Either way you will become a man. Perhaps strong enough to become Tartok! He had not yet spoken of this to his sons, and wondered what Kivaluk would make of the word.

Kigipigak spoke it with pride but also an air of mystery.