Silverlight Terrace Pisok

Hunters in the area approached on the white man. He drew his plum gaze to their faces, nodding in approval to each of them. The woman looked confident, watchful, careful with her gaze. Kannoyak could tell that she swallowed information about him through the glint in her eye. The tradesman did not know if she would hunt the elk or if she merely had joined to see who called for brothers and sisters of the chase.

The man said that he would hunt, that their village was close. It was asked that they take half of their prey, if successful.

Your conditions are agreeable to this one.

Kannoyak squinted on the boy at the man’s side. If the woman were to join them, they could certainly fell an elk for the village and the lone hunter. He was confident in their skills, even without knowing the Moonglow wolves who had joined him.

This herd looks to have journeyed to the trees. The white hunter nodded to the weald in the north.