Firefly Glen ᐊ qimmiq

A summon rings through the heart of the glen, calling those which named themselves village of the Moon. 

The day had been won. Last sun rays fading in favor of the moon. Blood of the hunt still stained the white at the front of his neck.

 Ippiksaut! He would call out as he strove to close the distance between them. It is good to see your face! Have you come to join the hunt or have you come with word of Raindrop's pups? 

At her side is a man of great size and a great many scars. Even an eye lost of use. I greet you. He speaks with a smile. Who was this that Ippiksaut brought to him?