Qeya River anilaaktuk

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A month.

A long, turning month. It had felt like a lifetime. For a moment she wondered and worried. Had she acted upon things too soon?

No, if she had done nothing but sit and wait, Natigvik would not be here.

They would not have hunters. They would not have the support of Moonglow. She would tell herself that everything she had done (good and bad) had been for Natigvik. For what would her husband come home to if she had not acted as she did?

Her heart thudded in her throat, sharp and heavy.

For him to arrive on the cold afternoon breeze felt symbolic.

But behind him was a figure. Feminine and honeyed. Large and strong. Why did something ugly strike at her heart?

Then there was a figure, dark and cutting. Amalia. An uglier sight! She turned her teeth upon the return of Kigipigak and whoever he had brought with? Without a word?

She breathed fire all at once and moved with a swiftness, to knock the scout of Natigvik off her attack.