Ouroboros Spine naluruk

Kigipigak was glad that his offer was well received. He was glad as well in thinking he could bond with this man, as before he had bonded with Stjornuati, or with the men of his old village, and would not hesitate to make the most of this event. There would be many moments that the men join together for a hunt — rarer than those were the quiet moments between the village leader and any singular person living upon the spine.

To say that Kigipigak was placing too much emphasis, too much weight, upon Aiolos now was not wrong; he saw a way to make the world normalize a little bit more, and perhaps he saw in Aiolos a more suitable father-figure than the old man that he'd left behind, as well.

Smiling, Kigipigak moves to welcome the red-coat as he makes his way.

I have not spoken with the other hunters much, Kigipigak admits while his eyes train upon the path ahead. I imagine they keep an eye on the local herds and possible targets, so perhaps we should find one of them for an indication of where to start. It was not yet known to Kigipigak that the first-hunter had abandoned his post and his family, or any such things, at this point in his timeline.