Qeya River qasigiaq

It was the mention of the boy that made Sulukinak turn more frigid, more detached, although it was not matching the emotion in her chest - a sort of resentment, white hot.

Silence spawned between them like the spreading of an ice sheet; there was no telling how thick, or what lurked beneath.

Kiviraq says I have a sharper mind than teeth, she wryly comments, mentioning by name the hunter Cen had spoken to before the last moonshift.

She did not want to think of Moonglow, or her uncle's wanton revenge; but, she had been taught some strategy. Perhaps by involving herself she could save him from himself. It was as much (if not moreso) a benefit to Sulukinak, as she would not abide the loss of family.

A long breath came and went; the ice did not thaw.

What can I do? The hunters had taught her purpose, and now she was unmoored without it.