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Kigipigak listened. He understood how hard it was to have a family when a village needed to be fed and protected, especially now that Napatukvik had dissolved. As capable as Kivaluk proved to be, there would always be the desire by fathers and mothers to be present, to be involved.

I will hunt then! That will take some of the work and spread it out. I am certain your Chickadee would appreciate seeing her husband more frequently. He was trying to find a point of commonality between them. Kigipigak could not shake the memory of those two weeks within Moonglow: unable to settle himself, spending all of his time minding the children while his wife had been gone every night for her singing.

I am thankful for this, Kivaluk. For the work and for your welcome. I promise I will not waste this chance. It was heartfelt, and perhaps these words carried more of a dire undercurrent than he meant; but Kigipigak had lost much, and was indeed thankful to have gained something back.