Horizon Ridge Niptaruk

When Kigipigak drew near enough to spy something amber and shifting among the foliage he burst from cover.

The sound of his heavy foot-falls interrupting the girl's shaky greeting. In the dimming silverlight he could make out her shape - then understanding that what he tracked was no boar, nor bear.

A woman! He did not recognize her; the young man was taken by surprise.

Oh! Kigipigak initially exclaimed. He sank back a step, deflating in to the shadows as best he could, trying to afford the stranger some space after his abrupt arrival.

I thought you were food. I'm very sorry! A pause, as he thinks quickly, stealing a few awkward glances at the trees and the twisting shadows. It is very late to be wandering.