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Hearing the voice of Kukutux at the door only served to flare his emotions. He swallowed them well enough, and gave a defeated sigh as Asivaq tried to ferry the children to the door. He was adamant that they learn of their own culture and be kept safe from the influence of Kukutux, a fear he had not explained in depth to his wife (for how could he? When she was so glad to be home with her again).

Asivaq did not realize her blunder in mentioning the rite of naming; it wasn't that Kukutux could not be present, only that Kigipigak had grown possessive of his own culture and demonized enough because of it, he did not wish to share it with the woman there.

I must fetch some more things before we can start, he mentions, and seeks a bone lodged in the back of the ulaq, and a bolt of fur from another spot, and a piece of the bird he had brought for the children - a feather with a splattering of faint blood staining it.

As he emerged behind his family he gave Kukutux a passing look, and stepped away to orient these items on the earth in a line.

Atausiq, come. Kigipigak waited for the child to move, urging them with a look. What would they choose of the items? This would have little true bearing on the naming, but he had told Kukutux the day before it was a ritual and so he made it look the part.