Sawtooth Spire this whole rhapsody

Assuming they arrive at the bone pile in this thread, since it's a short path. I can edit if you want a few travel posts!

For each step he took he bounded forward four, such was his excitement to be going somewhere with dear old dad. The third born was not content to be left out or left behind in any context, so he was fortunate to have been the random selection. He trailed after Iqniq in a winding, snake-like manner as he wandered from side to side of his father's path in order to sniff new scents or get a closer look of some new thing. A plant, a rock, a different shaped clump of dirt - the fox took all of these details in.

When he caught sight of the bone pile in progress, he stopped and stared. His lower jaw dropped into a gape, his eyes wide with wonder. He was a child at the doors of the toy store, and he quivered where he stood. Hardly able to peel his eyes off the bones, he stole a glance at his father as his tail widly battered the air. "EEE?"