Big Salmon Lake kuak ⛣

As he could have guessed--that it was what she'd want, and it always seemed like that knowing just came easily to her as he marveled quietly at such once more. She raised their pair well, he thought, and it seemed to suit her--leaving him lucky, of course. He liked seeing them grow, what she taught them, and wanted to see the lasting influence her northern upbringing would yet have on theirs, but on the mountain now.

He answered in a low agreeable rumble first, then a nod to follow, because he never wanted to seem greedy about it (or be remotely reminded of his father's hunger on the matter that had helped undo him), but he enjoyed their pups and was open to more. All was relatively well, he was proud of the two he had--how could he not be? It felt like an easy future to imagine suddenly, and he didn't have time to be awed by the idea of how much easier it came this time, unlike last, when he'd been so uninitiated.

Of course, he breathed, finally, once he watched her move away, and onward back towards the task. He was sluggish to trail after her as he regained new focus towards prowling the lake together. Whatever time they needed was well spent and he knew they would not return to the mountain without a new bounty to share.