Duskfire Glacier iqaluksiuq

keshka watched the woman from the corner of her eye as she neared, noting the stiffness in her shoulders, the way her gaze kept flicking toward the trees like she was already halfway gone.
typical.
never rooted. never still.
keshka didn’t say much. didn’t need to. she only let her presence linger, quiet and steady beside her, as if to remind sulukinak she wasn’t the only shadow here.
you're the new recruit, then? the lake rippled. the wind shifted. somewhere beneath it all, keshka’s focus stayed fixed on her, reading the subtle ways she braced for nothing.
and still, she didn’t leave. not yet.