Moonsong Glacier inugagulliq ⋒

moonsong had risen.

she was careful that day, for the man chakliux had described might still be too near. black foxfur was her wrap this day, and as she neared the glacier, she found the heavy scent of kilgitsuk.

but today was not for him, it was for ariadne. kukutux had brought sticks of dried venison and rich curls of freshwater fish wrapped in tendrils of evergreen, and she climbed the borders at once, jadestone eyes searching in pleasant observation for her daughter.