Raven's Watch illuktuk

The fire woman crept up the mountain path, finding solace in the cold wind that met her above the lake. As she pushed ever upward, she poked at an apparently empty hole sitting between the roots of a pine tree. The badger within had abandoned it some time ago, heading down to a lower altitude to scrape a living. The hole smelled musty. She contemplated rolling in it, but decided against it if only because it wasn't quite fresh enough.
The air was clear and good. Her pace slowed, and she stopped beneath a small spruce to think.
Valmúa knew that she would need to talk to Kigipigak soon and formulate the next phases of their plan. He had done well, of course, and she hadn't had the opportunity to give him good praise. It was only a half an hour before the boy found her spot on the mountain slope, such an excellent tracker he was. Tail wagging, she grinned as she saw him, a rare expression of cheer marking her normally cold features. Excitedly, she flew to him, mouthing his muzzle affectionately. `Qaŋa tai`! Tell me of your travels, she demanded.