Mount Apikuni itchalik

The man who crossed his path was large and scarred, and would have been a formidable opponent if Kilgitsuk was a little younger and still in the mental place to spar with every man he came across; for now he was alert and unafraid, and saw that the man did not hide himself as he approached, so he was likely not one of the interlopers. Then again, Kilgitsuk couldn't be too careful. The man had to have earned those scars somehow.

He kept his distance and remained stalwart, watchful. Hunting? He asked with a friendly tone, probing for anything suspicious that might mark this man as a miscreant.