Qeya River i have no other god but myself

Kigipigak had come by very early, carrying a piece of carrion he'd dug out of the ice. Hours later it was where he'd left it - outside the ulaq as he dozed by the door. He could have gone inside to nap with his wife and children but, given his strong opinion about the gender divide, he could not justify it.

For the most part he watched the children. He watched Sakhmet as she slept too, pleased beyond all exposition as he saw the rise and fall of their sides. The children made noises sometimes or moved erratically as they dreamed; and then there came the smell of urine which pulled Kigipigak from his dozing, followed by the voice of Sakhmet.

He looked to her first and huffed a soft sound, letting her know he was there.