Kudulmi Mountain, of the north-western arctic peaks
There is a fable in the oral folk lore of the northern cultures, one that had been passed down thousands of years. It was a simple, short fable with a direct moral message to it, and is known as "The Greedy Goat". It goes something like this;
There was a pack of goats walking through the mountain passage. They lived in perfect harmony to each other and shared their moss with no worry. But a young male of their tribe, greedier than most, not content with just the one mate it had, looked to a second female mate. Quick he found that second mate, naturally promiscuous goats may be. But as all the goats paired up, there came a goat without a mate. That goat, without love, would ram the greedy goat off the cliff. But the balance still came unstable, as now here was less males than females. And two of those females would never pair up again. And so a particularly unlucky male was killed, but the killing was in vain as the unlucky goat had a mate. That goat’s mate took vengeance on the killers, causing another goat to lose their bonded mate.
But one day, after each goat killed the other to try to restore the balance,there would be no goats of their tribe left.
While it is true, that a goat is not a Dubeeki, and that a goat thinks different of the world than a Dubeeki does, the fable resonated in the mind of the members of the cave dwelling Kudullu tribe- of which was particularly rigid about their bonded pairing and ensuring the balance of the two genders. The dual chief of their tribe, Kudummi and Sudunnu were particularly brutal about maintaining their balance of the spirit. And one of the families just gave birth to a baby Dubeeki. The chiefs, hearing of the news called in a counting session to make sure their baby fit into the rigid balance of the tribe.
The hundred or so Dubeeki of their tribe all came to the central circle of their cave, guided by the tiny bioluminescent worms that cover the caves and their sense of smell, with the family that recent gave with with their tiny 2’ in size baby in hand. The couple had to put their spawn in the center of the circle, where one member of the tribe checked the counting wall, with multiple circles and lines colored deep blue segregated into two groups painted onto the stony surface. The count came clear fast. There was 49 male, 50 female.
And the baby turned out to be female.
And so, despite initial protest the pair had to personally kill their baby before it would disrupt the balance by throwing it off a cliff.
But in throwing their baby off the cliff, they assumed their baby dead. But instead, there was another tribe, in the act of migrating south to the rumored Ice Kingdoms, who passed nearby that witnessed the baby being tossed off a nearby cliff that wasn't really that high in its height. Not as rigid in their adherence to the balance, they were appalled and a few of their members quickly rushed to the site of the baby landing. And they found that Dubeeki resistance was a thing that stood strong even from birth and the baby suffered little injury. Perhaps it was the landing in snow as opposed to a rocky out cropping, but what mattered to the Vinnobi tribe was that the baby still was alive. While multiple members of their tribe protested- not wanting to disrupt their own internal balance, the majority of the Vinnobi tribe ruled to keep the baby as a bartering good; for another tribe may have a shortage of females in their balance, or perhaps even the ice kingdoms of the south have a shortage themselves.
And so they named the baby Kiyunu, and while they could not accept her as one of their own, they would treat Kiyunu as they would any member of the tribe from a humane standpoint to keep Kiyunu's value high for a healthy baby is preferable to a sick one.