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When Ernenek woke up to lift his head from the fur sack, his first thought was usually for the pile of meat put to rot near the lamp to make it tender and tasty. But not that day. That day, seeing Siksik in a corner of the little igloo, ready to wash her husband's clothes, she made a sudden decision before satisfying the demands of her stomach: since she was contributing more than her duty to the maintenance of the tiny community. He might as well claim to participate in Anarvik's marital rights as well, without having to ask her permission every time he needed Siksik's services. Ernenek ... see more ...
Over it he put on a heavy bearskin tunic, hair pulled out, and tucked the ends of the leggings into a pair of sealskin ankle boots. Bent over, because the ice dome was too low for him, with the circular knife he cut thick slices from the heap of over-seasoned, rubbed meat and filled his mouth with the palm of his hand. He crawled through the narrow tunnel of snow, propping himself up on his elbows and knees, and dragging the sled-headed dog behind him by the ears, out of the igloo. The rest of the team followed, brushing the frost from their thick hair, barking with hunger, and bared their teeth, flattened with stone so that they would not devour the harness of the sled; with more wolves than dogs, they had sharp snouts and gleaming yellow eyes. Ernenek made sure that everyone wore the sandals that should protect their legs from the bite of ice and sea salt. Then he hooked them to the sled, climbed onto it, removed the anchor buried in a heap of ice, and waved the whip
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