Blacktail Deer Plateau infinite earth

To the first question the boy stared blankly, as if the absence of a response was sufficient enough. He looked around at the stillness of the snowed-over plateau and back to Aningan, bright-eyed but otherwise unenthused. It was enough of a motion to wordlessly say, 'What does it look like.'

He took a slow breath, feeling the cold fill his lungs and roost there until he exhaled, the fog rising from his nose in the manner of a dragon's smoke. The pause was broken by Aningan's second question — and this time there was no hesitation to respond. Okay. He agreed, and with a few quick thrusts of his steps he was cutting through the snow and closing the distance between them.

Tuvak couldn't shake the tension in his body though. He didn't know anything about anyone here, and he had put his trust in to this stranger solely because of his familiar language and appearance. He looked and sounded so much like Tuvak's mother that it was hard not to see her within him — but they couldn't be family and Tuvak knew that. His curiosity and his need for a connection in this wild place kept him from leaving.