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yikaas prevailed in this moment; pleased with himself, he continued his observant listening. 

something familiar in that voice; its little teeth gnawed at the caribou man, irritating him. he did not know it, and yet he did.

mom. dad. amadeo. a fight. a flight. gone. alone.

a soft boy, like ghelan. injured by some design their fathers could not stop, like his son. 

like ghaden.

yikaas saw something in this. he tilted his head to one side, inched closer in the manner of a goblin clutching a toadstool; "i have wife. have son. he has your age," he said, his heart aching in relief as he spoke of ghelan. "taken from me. them. and one eye," he hissed, leaning back as rough paw lifted to the base of his own empty socket. "alone. to be alone, hm. to learn to like? good. strong."