Barrow Fields Such a strange haunting place

Amalia was not certain how the beasts name would sound on her lips, but he didn't seem to mind, so she found perhaps she hadn't butchered it as she had feared. She smiled kindly.

We are near a river, yes, but we are also near a glacier. Big block of ice. She thought of her home and a spark of homesick waved through her. She wanted her own den, and her friends. Lestan and Kivaluk and Sakhmet. She was doing what needed done, but she would be happy to return.

We are called Natigvik.