Qeya River envy

he shook his head quite gaily. "think nothing of it. we only come from two different places, you and i. and there is a privilege to studying a herd like this, one that would not be afforded if we were starving."
he smiled at the boy and inclined his head, leading one.
here he found tracks in a patch of shorn grass, marks from the hooves of the youngest deer. "what does this say to you, kivaluk?"