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The boy scarcely even looked up, much less answered Ikkalrok, and Anuniaq's ears twisted forward as he gazed down at the child. He was frozen with fear, that much was obvious. His defence came in the form of a meek shrug before he suddenly
fell into a pile of limbs and dark fur, seemingly putting himself at their mercy with nary a second thought. His gaze flicked up to his bearish companion in silent judgement, watching as she stepped over the crumpled form and inspected him like he was a slain hare.

When she swung her muzzle towards the direction it was assumed the boy had travelled, Anuniaq followed her gaze, committing the sight of the tall, distant mountain to memory. She then began to move off, as if bored with the child, but the male's curiousity had gotten the better of him, and he stalked towards the cub with a predatory gaze. Slowly, Anuniaq went to nose a bony shoulder, snorting as he drew in its scent before suddenly he made to ram the much smaller wolf headfirst — for no other reason than simply a brutish show of force.