Nimbus Summit a whole new world

A cry pierced the den.

Issorartuyok’s eyes fluttered open. He had been sleeping rather peacefully beside his children. He had spent the better part of the last hour watching over them, making note of their movements, their sounds. The little squirms and squeaks filled his mind with bliss.

Noatak had discovered her sight. The northerner smiled gently to his little girl. His large frame hovered over her for a moment. Issorartuyok sniffed at her head before offering a consoling kiss.

Shh… shh. Your spirit has journeyed and found its sight, my sweet girl. The man’s voice was gentle, coaxing.