Sawtooth Spire Corynorhinus

He glanced up to Tonravik every so often as he moved forward — ever so slowly, inch by inch. He was wary of the stranger, but Atuaserk's boldness spurred him onwards, his movements slightly quickening as Pingasut then strode forward. He watched as the smallest brushed his head against the other wolf's own vibrant fur, glancing up and down as he made the connection that hey, they looked the same! What that meant was lost to him for the time being, but Sitamat's tail began to wriggle at the epiphany.

It abruptly stopped when the eldest suddenly came tumbling from the sky, his large body making a soft thud as it hit the ground. Sitamat stared in horror, eyes wide as he looked up again to the creature that Atuaserk had fallen off of, wary once more.