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“Little Sister!” Ipiktok whooped merrily when he spied Nantahala on the lakeshore like a little spot of sun. She was only a toddler when he had started his journey, and now – look how she had grown!

To see her was bittersweet. It made Ipiktok desire to be with his littermates. Salaksartok had left with the caribou people to learn the ways of the long hunt and Nasamiituuq walked her own path to gain new knowledge of medicine.

“Aya, it is good to see your face. I missed you while I was away,” he greeted warmly with a changing voice.