Qeya River atiga

While the boy ate, Kigipigak prepared other objects for him to look at. It wasn't the typical manner in which a wolf of Tartok was granted their first name — it was in part, inspired by Kukutux who he loved like a mother, and Sakhmet, and the other people he had briefly come to know during his days within these wilds.

The boy worked at the fish flesh and would not take long at all. When only the head was left to chew on, Kigipigak made a noise to draw Attuaserk's attention again. He had produced various objects - some grabbed in haste and others carefully extracted from the surroundings of Qeya River - so that there was a series of items aligned before him, as if Kigipigak were some old world peddler of goods.

In order, there was: A beztine from an antler polished and pale; a collection of curiously colored river stones rich with red, gold, and some green; a piece of hide with colorful feathers laid atop; lastly — and this Kigipigak was careful to place, just as Attuaserk turned his eye upon the lot of them — bones of varying size, stacked with care.

Kigipigak did not say anything. He waited and watched Attuaserk, curious which pile would draw his eye the most. While he did this, @Malrok appeared at the mouth of the ulaq and was drawn out, towards the strong smell of fish. Kigipigak gave a small sound to the boy to both draw him close, and caution him not to interrupt. It would be his turn soon.