Blackfeather Woods ikniqpalagaq

The faded brown of her body seemed to afford her some momentary camouflage against the muddy appearance of their family den. Sos tried to squint his eyes in order to make out her shape, but it was difficult for him to manage. When he had found contact with her, the young bear made a delighted squeak and reared back to his hind paws. Once there, he seemed to sit like a frosty marmot, swaying against the struggle to balance in that position. The girl seemed to move toward him in a few tentative steps before she found that the effort of it was tasking on her newly granted eyesight. Sos lowered his front half to the earth in a playful bow and then sprung upward with an excited yap. His tail flagged behind him at the prospect of this new plaything. Though Tunerk was not nearly as excited as he was to have discovered their new ability, Sos was attempting to rouse the fighting spirit within her.