Sawtooth Spire no color

Last post from me! We might also be at a good place to fade. Your call @Malrok!

He was ignored. With no response from inside the den, Iqniq set the branch off to the side and reserved the stick for later. He frowned into the dimness of the dwelling and wondered what more he could do in order to steal back the attention of the boy. In his dilemma, he heard Tonravik shift with a grunt. Tiny suckling sounds and the scent of feeding reached his nose. Ah well. He couldn't compete with food. Playtime was over.

That settled it. It was past time for Iqniq to venture off to other endeavors. He had a perimeter around the den to explore and if something tasty happened to cross his path, he'd make every effort to catch it. Break time. He'd tend to his duties and come back for another round later.