Firefly Glen innaktuk (3)

As someone who grew up in a small village whose nearest neighbours were a fortnight away in any direction, hearing that this pack of would-be dispersals was more of the mountain was surprising. Would they not run out of food if they shared their land with a second population? Did the tribe of the glen work as hunters and trade their food back to their brethren of the mountain? What sort of arrangement could have them working in such close proximity without issue...?

Kigipigak kept his thoughts and his queries to himself. He had a job to do here, a meeting to reach. He would think about these things at a later time and wonder at all hours of the night; but now was not the time, so when the shadow asked for clarification Kigipigak was eager to answer.

I seek Kukutux. We are not the same tribe but... Our people share a common way of life. She invited me for a meal. He did not want to be discourteous or secretive; however, this was but a boy, and Kigipigak did not want to confuse him or bring attention down upon himself for his true reasons. A match-making was a private affair.