Stone Circle I'm so used to letting go

Ikiaq had not wanted to go out. He'd never seen the outside before, and so soon after mother had disappeared? The little chocolate furred pup had wanted desperately to stay inside the den. There was too much happening outside and he wasn't ready to face it yet. But ready or not, it seemed his father had deigned it time for him to be in the world. 

The youngest Ateneq had cried and struggled and wailed, but it was no use - he was tiny, and if Siarut wanted him to be at the meeting, he was going to be at the meeting. At his mother's funeral, though he wasn't aware of it yet. Where was she, anyway? He needed her right now. 

But she was not there to save him, and so the boy crouched in mute horror at Siarut's paws, puppy blue eyes wide and staring at the ground as his body shook, fur standing on end and tail tucked between his legs. This would go down as one of the worst days of his life for many reasons, and one of the most pivotal, though he had no concept of that yet. 

Tears gathered in his eyes and began dripping from his muzzle. Where was his mother? Where had @Nanook gone?