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Tigiak. They were small creatures, long and lithe, quick and slippery. But they were food, and Sialuk knew she wanted to learn how to hunt them. She fell into step shoulder-to-shoulder with her mother, noting that her mother's eyes were only a little bit above her own now. Sialuk smiled at this, happy that she was growing and even happier that she could spend this time with anaa.

What color will the tigiak be now? she asked, her eyes already alert for any movement in the forest that grew thicker with each step forward. Most of the leaves had fluttered down to the earth, but a few hung here and there. The pine trees, of course, were covered in their prickly boughs.