Duskfire Glacier iqaluksiuq

she was right.
i know caribou, commented the shadow as she turned from the lakeside, moving so that the waters were behind her and the heron ignored now; but she heard it plunge again for a meal. a slick, sharp sound.
sulukinak had not mentioned to the man, or to this keshka, her connection to the caribou hunters. it had not been asked; but even if it had been requested of her, who is to say if she would speak the truth?
they are far from glacier now. she went on to say. might see new mothers, soon. pick off a little one.