Duskfire Glacier Just a little rush, babe.

She allows Tunerk to step up and greet her aunt and she watches fondly. Briefly, she wonders what would have happened if they had stayed in Blackfeather Woods. How would her children have turned out? Just like them? Like the father that does not care for them? Her jaw tightens at the thought as her daughter returns to her side. Lowering her head, she gives her a nudge and reinforces that she needs to simply observe and stay out of the way. An elk of this size can kill a full grown adult. A child like Tunerk won’t even be felt.
 
As Takiyok divvies into instruction, Shivali nods her head as she understands the best she can. Worry crosses her brow and she steps up, only to speak directly to the woman. “I will do whatever you want me to do,” she says, hoping her younger understands she doesn’t follow 100% with the common tongue of her instructions, hoping she’ll tell her what to do to best suit the situation. Dark eyes turn out toward the elk, still oblivious to their gathering, and eagerly awaits with a roaring stomach.