Bitterroot Valley if not me

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it is polaris' turn to blink with quizzical curiosity at alsek's frankly gross display. after all, he is the first child for her to interact with as a 'non-pup' herself. "is that what your food would usually look like?" she asked, looking to the mushed meat and reminded vaguely of peering at a bird's nest settled on the branches of a low shrub and witnessing the mother bringing up food for demanding kids. yet another fact it seemed to support the truth that they were not all too different from those they hunted.