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Without a word Ootah continued loading his share of the game onto his sleds.

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Ootah stubbornly invoked the spirits of his ancestors for succor.

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Ootah roused himself and hopefully turned toward Maisanguaq.

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Ootah shook his arms frantically at the shrieking birds.

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Ootah in the lead, with five others, started on the hunt, with three sledges, each of which was drawn by a team of five lean, hungry dogs.

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She thought of the blond man in the south, and the pleading of Ootah.

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Ootah felt the grim grey desolation color his soul.

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"The floe may land near the glacier," Ootah cried.

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With dexterous movements of the paddle, Ootah playfully moved his kayak among the herd, in one hand his harpoon ready to strike.

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As he emerged, Ootah saw he was taller than Annadoah's tent.

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