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Nantahala had drawn the wolverine’s fur over her shoulders, and began to seek out Kukutux. While she hadn’t had any luck in finding a match for Ipiktok, there were words she wished the share with her grandmother regarding the situation, and she wanted to get some guidance, too.

She came across Kukutux and Chakliux near the Moontide camp, and she didn’t stop her approach until she overheard the last of their exchange—

—I have the want for Nantahala and Sirmiq to have a meeting. There is no need to share these words with them now. Let them know the faces of one another. That is all.

Her eyes grew wide, her heart fluttered, and her stomach twisted in knots as curiosity ran rampant in her mind. While she knew this wasn’t her place to speak, she resisted to urge to ask the various questions that bombarded her; she was uncharacteristically silent as she looked to the two adults.