Arrow Lake Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family.

He could have sat and admired the small family before him all day, and he would have gladly ignored the elephant in the room. The maternal pride that had adorned her face faded to the back ground, and was replaced with her more serious side. The side that reminded him of Siarut. A scowl adorned the northern mans face.

“He’s dead Takiyok.” Devoid of emotion, Sadiq relayed the information she was fishing for. “He died in his sleep a few months ago, some sort of injection from a hunt gone bad.” This didn’t exactly explain what had happened and why he had was here now. But it was a start.