Sawtooth Spire here goes the cold water

His parents provided him no explanation for the noise. They didn't seem all too concerned by it. Instead, Iqniq claimed one of the rabbits and went off to enjoy it a few feet away while Tonravik appeased Pingasut's requests for food of his own. Sitamat had accepted the gentle press of the fox cub's nose against his cheek, though did not move as he peered back up at the angry sky.

It was only when Atuaserk nosed him from his position that the boy began to waddle forward. He paused, watching the equally large pup give an encouraging woof, which prompted him forward a few steps towards the food. Until another clash of thunder sounded above them. Sitamat stood rigid, the fur on his back standing on end and he once again looked to his parents, giving a soft whine that indicated his fear despite their relaxed demeanours.