The water was rocking softly on their boat as two young Inuit siblings trekked down an icy river. Within the wooden confines held a boy and a girl, the boy sat at the head of the boat poised over the water with his spear clutched tightly in his hand. The girl sat patiently in the rear looking for any fish that may have passed her brother. Suddenly the girl spotted a slight movement in the water. She began to creep towards the edge of the boat looking over the back to see a dark outline rise towards the top of the water. This was her chance. The girl took a few deep breaths and began to prepare herself. Then in a display of an ancient and refined technique began to move her hands up forcing the fish to rise in a bubble of water out of the river. Hardly able to contain her excitement she shouted out to her brother "Look I got one!". The boy unimpressed waved his spear around in an extravagant manner and told his sister to be silent so he could focus on the hunt. As the boy had waved his spear he had broken the water surrounding the fish causing it to plop back into the river as quickly as it had risen. The girl frustrated now told her brother that she was tired of him acting like he was such an amazing hunter. "If you are so great," she said, "How come our tribe has been starving for the past couple of days?" The boy not allowing any affront to his ego responded with "Yeah well maybe if our tribe wasn't full of women we would have more food." The girl was having none of this and was beginning to lose control of her power. "Oh yeah!" she shouted, "Well maybe if we didn't have a blowhard, arrogant, misogynistic, egotistical, jerk like you in charge we would be setting traps instead of going on these useless river trips." "Uhm Yura!" said the boy with a worried expression "can you please calm down!". "No I'm not going to calm down!" she said throwing her arms down in a fit of rage "I'm tired of wasting my time freezing out in the cold with you! Suddenly chunks of ice began to rain down from above and Yura realized what she had done. A glacier had been split in her fit of rage and now pieces of it had sent huge waves hurting towards the boat. "Paddle!" screamed the boy and Yura quickly grasped the paddle laying near her and began to row. The boy did the same but despite their efforts, the waves were catching up. The boy turned around and faced the wave solemnly without fear. The girl looked back at the wave and made peace with herself. The wave overtook them both. Before being plunged into the ice-cold depths of the Arctic water they took one last breath. As their bodies lay still atop the water they slowly began to drift to a chunk of ice. This was not their time for the boy was to be a powerful warrior and the girl was to help save the world.