Sawtooth Spire Bridges

Aariak watched as the dak male sprinted over the bridge as if he was being chased by a demon. He got out of the way just in case Kapvik ran over him, but the bear-like wolf put on the brakes just in time, and even backed up when he stopped completely. And then the weirdest thing happened. Kapvik snarled at Aariak, so full of rage and frustration that the Inuit did not know how to respond.

Aariak took a single step back and set his senses on full alert. "Are you alright?" he asked, looking at Kapvik's spiked back. He remebered having seen the dark male on a hunt before the storm, but he had never acquainted him officially. He did not know his name. He did not know his story. And surely he did not know what was going on.