There were glorious feasts almost every night in the main camp. Andrev avoided them, sitting on the edges of the firelight learning from the reindeer and other animals he tended for the night.
Andrev had heard of the feasts in the Wanderer camp, but he’d never thought to attend one. Kana was with the women, helping them skin and prepare the antelope they’d caught. When he passed, she smiled at him.
He couldn’t help but attempt to smile faintly in return. He would sleep under the stars and away from the humans tonight.
But Rastaban called out. “Andrev! Join us!”
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