Stone Circle optimist

Ikiaq hadn't realized he was following the boy until they got to the patch with the purple flowers. And by that point, it wasn't worth getting freaked out over. There wasn't anything dangerous here, he figured, and they weren't all that far from the den. So... it was fine, right?

The flowers were pretty, even if he didn't quite understand all of what Alsek was saying. Gods? Gods made flowers grow? That was certainly something Ikiaq would be skeptical about in the future, but as of now, he took it at face value. His new companion had said it was true, after all, and so it must be right. Alsek knew so much!

"Cool," he echoed, padding forward and touching his nose to the flower. Upon inhaling, he perked up, a bit of excitement fluttering in his chest. "Smell sweet!" He liked flowers, he thought. Flowers were good.