Sawtooth Spire this whole rhapsody

All good!

It didn't take too terribly long to reach the pile. Three was content to pounce around and explore while Iqniq kept an eye on him. Gently and subtly, he encouraged the fox-pup in the right direction. True to work nature, and encouraging in Ping's efforts to take in every scent ever, Iqniq turned his nose to the ground and pointed out curious things here and there as they made their way to the Spire's beloved pile of bones.

"Pukulria," he murmured, announcing the place as soon as they arrived. He wolfed lightly, to catch his son's attention before he gave the kid a nod. Go for it, champ. The boy seemed excited. Who could blame him? This pile of bones made Iqniq eager too even though he was a full fledged adult. Age didn't really matter when it came to bones. Or sticks. Or anything they could get their mouth on and worry at. It was all good.