Moonspear Unâk

Chakliux was already eager to return to the hunting paths. Kannoyak was pleased by this. His dark lips were turned up in a smile. The white rabbit was placed at the paws of his pale brother.

I cannot wait for that day. Until then, I have been building the lodge. It will be finished soon.

There were a few pieces he would need to work on. He had been a poor companion to Nasamik while he had worked on their sleeping quarters. It was not ulaq but a home of Chakliux’ customs. Kannoyak had never had a lodge or ulaq for himself. This would be a great honor for the white hunter. He thought of pathmaking for the raindrop woman, only to return to his brother and the softness of his brother’s wife.