Ouroboros Spine Bishinik

Mojag listened but his mind was elsewhere for a moment.

He wanted to say he knew his father's face too, and thought about it, and focused with all its might on what he remembered of Inutsuk.

The only memory that surfaced was of the stars; it had been late the very last time Mojag had seen his father, and try as he might to envision that face, he could only muster the silhouette of him from memory.

I'll be a good hunter, he spoke suddenly, as if to vow something serious. An' I'll be so good I'll hunt tataa!