Duskfire Glacier free of questions

There was something rather peculiar about the suspected pup, from the markings that adorned her features to the way her ears appeared. Aningan had never seen someone quite like her before, making him rightfully curious. With a tilt of his head and several daring steps forward, he aimed to prod her with his nose and answer, “You!” Whether he managed to gently jab her with his nose or not, he’d still retreat a few steps afterwards.

“Who’re you?” he clarified, words thick with an accent that’d make his namesake proud. “Kimmiagulak?” was his next question, though his speech slipped as he found himself speaking phrases far more familiar to him than the common tongue.