Cedar Sweep qapiŋaiq

Kigipigak did not like feeling so weak and so useless. He did not want his wife to see him that way either, and so he chose to bury that, and what surfaced instead was impatience and frustration which he had rarely ever shown; this was a sign that there was something wrong, but that was all.

I will gather some things while you watch the children, then. Tell me of anything in particular, I will be sure to get it. Already he was thinking of all the little toys he had brought to the den while Asivaq had been pregnant, many of which still sat untouched.

One of the children took notice of things, and Kigipigak softened to see Malguk, reveling over the size of her, while whe climbed and crowed to him. Little one, Malguk, hello.

He pressed his nose to her forehead and used his muzzle to smooth the fur between her ears.