Nova Peak merrily, merrily, merilly, merilly.

She still hadn't spoken to her brother formally about his anger at her, though it seemed less and less likely they he would remain truly cross with her. For that Kaskara was grateful. So that morning she headed toward the den and found Whittier, her biggest nephew, heading away from his siblings with a rib bone in his mouth. Kas smiled and detoured to follow him, watching carefully from a distance as he "buried" it beneath a bush, tossing dirt and debris on top.

Kas gave a low bark to announce her arrival and approached, bumping her nose against Whit's head gently in greeting. "What you got there, Whit?" She knew what it was an what he was trying to do with it, though he wasn't very successful at the moment. Maybe she could teach him a thing or two.