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It wasn't a word he knew, but the explanation rang true and Kilgitsuk nodded with a serious glint in his eye. They are my people. I come from them, and my sons carry that blood. When we built our village we did not follow a moonwoman, but my wife, who was matriarch.

I had wanted to raise them in our traditions. A pipe dream now, given all that had changed. My son Akkuma was softer than I like, and would not take to the lessons. Kivaluk held promise - but we are estranged now. He is too much like these village people, the clan of Kukutux.

He looked now to Chakliux, wondering what he thought. Things were too strained between Kilgitsuk and his sons for any remedy, he felt. At the same time - with a sigh and a shake of his head - he exclaimed, Maybe it is all for the better! I grew up with bloodshed but they do not need to.