Sawtooth Spire i am not in control of my extremities

The pup tried to peer over Tonravik's back. He caught glimpse of the child for just a few seconds before it toppled back over and disappeared once more into the shadows, hidden beneath the shield that was their mother's body. He stared, his face hardened as Tonravik's ears twitched when the pup loosed sounds at uncontrolled pitches. Discovering their voices, eh? How exciting.

Tonravik shifted her head, glancing in his direction. He caught her gaze for a moment longer before he resigned to bringing himself to his feet. Standing now, Iqniq decided he would be better off doing something useful, like hunting again. He never knew how long it would take to come across something worth eating. Better to get started now.

-Iqniq exits-