Toward dawn Gray Wolf came close in to the camp, and for the first time Kazan replied to her.
His howl awakened the man.

He came out of the tent, peered for a few moments up at the sky, built up the fire, and began to prepare breakfast.

He patted Kazan on the head, and gave him a chunk of meat.
Joan came out a few moments later, leaving the baby asleep in the tent.
She ran up and kissed Pierre, and then dropped down on her knees beside Kazan, and talked to him almost as he had heard her talk to the baby.
When she jumped up to help her father, Kazan followed her, and when Joan saw him standing firmly upon his legs she gave a cry of pleasure.
It was a strange journey that began into the North that day.

Pierre Radisson emptied the sledge of everything but the tent, blankets, food and the furry nest for baby Joan.

Then he harnessed himself in the traces and dragged the sledge over the snow.