Swiftcurrent Creek Balmora

Akatosh reacted just as he hoped, and Viinturuth's white tail swung to attention. Grinning mischievously, the pallid boy emitted a surprised yip as he attempted to dodge his brother's playful snap, which sent him comically tumbling to the ground. It was then that movement seemed to draw the mottled pup's attention and, curious, Viin turned his stormy gaze in the direction his litter-mate looked to, and found the approaching figure of another.

He stared. Neither of the cubs moved, seemingly frozen in place as the stranger delivered an object several feet beyond their family's hollow. Viinturuth followed the adult's movements with his eyes, before he blinked toward Akatosh in attempt to gauge his own reaction. Their mother's shadow sooned loomed over them, and the Winter-white child regarded her quietly in search of her judgement on the matter.

Surprisingly, permission was granted to go outside. Without a moment's hesitation, Viinturuth pulled himself onto clumsy paws to toddle outside and excitedly shove his nose into the carcass that'd been gifted to them.