Sawtooth Spire words in the water

His squawk of protest was muffled by his father's fur and limbs, squirming valiantly. This lasted for a moment or two until the boy suddenly changed tactics, stilling enough to press his nose against Iqniq's limbs to find a particularly soft spot. Small teeth sought to score in said location, aiming to startle the Alpha male enough to allow him a chance to break free. Whether or not his attempt was successful, eventually the boy was released, bounding a couple feet towards the den. ""Atatak, swim. C'mon!" His still pitched voice seemed to disturb the sleeping she-beast, his multi-toned eyes darting to her form for a second before he looked at his father again.

Snorting, he declared "Fine. I go by myself." Something he fully intended to do, turning away from the lounging pile of parents to head for the edge of their clearing. Which direction he would choose, the boy hadn't decided yet, but he remembered that the stream hadn't been terribly far from here. If he reached it, could he find the swimming spot that Iqniq had originally taken him to? Maybe. He would surely try, and if he was not successful, he would keep trying. With that in mind, his jaw tightened for a moment before he looked at one well worn path and then another. Which would take him the way he wished to go?