Sunspire Mountains drinks 'em like flesh smoothies

It wasn't a requirement, but it was something that could be done if two wolves felt strongly enough that they had each other's back. He tossed the words around in his mind for a bit, thinking on them before it suddenly dawned upon him that he had a wolf in front of him who had not taken an aokkatti for whatever reason. "Why haven't you found one?" he asked, taking the conversation in a more personal direction.

Her realized that he was, perhaps, straddling something of a dangerous line here. Making the vow to become aokkatti with another was a serious decision. It wasn't something to be taken lightly, and yet, it did sound like a valuable relationship to have within Tartok. Nanuk appeared to be very immersed in the culture. She spoke as if she'd lived it for a lifetime, and while he'd never pried into her past, and didn't intend to, she had revealed that she'd gone into battle alone and he was curious as to why.

Thinking this, his muzzle twisted slightly into a half-grin as a snarky comment flitted through the back of his head and was silence. While his relationship with Nanuk was born of tossing friendly insults back and forth with one another, his question was a serious one, and he did not yet feel it appropriate to spoil the mood. He forced his expression back to something placid as he awaited a reply.