Blackfeather Woods Oh good God, let me give you my life

Her small yet stable frame made its way quickly through all the trees - her speed making her heart pump and making her feel warm. That jerk! First weaving nice tales of their Gods and then disappearing. How dare he leave her behind like this? If she wanted to rule this place one day, she needed him. She actually liked the Ipik, and she would find him again. She'd make sure that he would not leave a second time though.

Nuvâlugasak! She shouted, her breath creating a mist around her muzzle before it disappeared. She abruptly stopped, sending up some snow as she did so. She panted and plopped her hind in the snow. Itialuit, Ipik! She almost howled as she brought her head up to face the light gray sky. Little did she know her brother had been following her.