Moonspear alianiilik ≡

It was a fine line that he had found. Jarilo was a barely contained wreck over the lengthening span of Kukutux's absence from their slopes, and even their foothills where he knew all could be well. He only knew enough about the why to keep him from a complete tailspin into a greater grief, because in these times, he knew where he must be instead. The finest details were not for him yet, though he was patient, it was becoming an endeavor to keep it together for Sialuk and Saviguk. His worry was getting deeper and more difficult to navigate by the day. Should he find her out in the wilds? How long was too long? How long had it been by now? His throat hurt when he thought about what the answer to that was.

He remained devoted to keeping his offspring close, and otherwise, busy to help pass the hours--hopefully, without aching for their mother's absence, or getting any ideas on searching for her themselves. Naturally he worried worst for Sialuk, but for all of his worth, he tried to give her comfort and space in equal measure. It worked to soothe his edges sometimes just to have them near. Least of all, he just didn't want them getting lost now--mentally, physically, or otherwise.

It was his daughter he trailed now beside the stream at first. The realization this start brought him towards spurred in him a similar reaction to her own. As soon as it dawned on him what his nose was picking up, he was off. Faster, he had to get there.. and in his rush, he found them both at the water's edge soon. Keres, too, noted with a flash of a glance. Sight of his wife swelled a strange relief, for it was still discolored with dread that he couldn't ignore in that instant. It stung dimly behind his eyes, but now wasn't its time..

Jarilo didn't think about the cold waters and made it to her side opposite Sialuk. He whined low for all of his sorrows, and nosed his muzzle into her furs--desperately needing to prove to himself that she was not only returned to them, but alright as well.