Sawtooth Spire higher ground

For @Tatsuya <3

One step. Two. Three. Hesitantly, the boy made his way out of the den. Tonravik had left earlier that morning to hunt, leaving Iqniq in charge of the bear cubs. Currently, he was asleep, curled up with the rest of his siblings taking a mid-morning nap. They had had breakfast and playtime and, while Sitamat was tired too, his stomach refused to cease it's grumbling. All this activity lately...it left him rather hungry.

After unsuccessfully trying to rouse his father awake to feed him again (to which the only response was a low growl and a brief lick to his forehead), the youngest decided on trying to find his own meal. Tonravik had showed him the caches a few days before...so if he could just make it there.

However, as soon as the boy left the confines of the den and appeared at the entrance, blinking against the harsh light of the world, all traces of confidence and determination left him. He shrunk back, idling where shadow hit sunlight, face scrunched in a look of indecision.