Porcupine Ridge x ilukutak

Oh, if only we too had wings, a foreign voice sweetly called,
...and could descend just as easily.

Kigipigak wanted to keep watching the birds but they were gone now; instead there came a petite creature with a blushing coat of warm browns, dancing close to where he stood. She was stunning—and looked to be a suitable age for his purposes—but all at once Kigipigak was overwhelmed by her; the laughter in her voice, the fine taper of her body, so unlike Valmua...

Where is the fun? Kigipigak managed a moment later. He offered a crooked smile and began to tread after her, wondering who she was and how she got here of all places. The travel itself is like a test. If I could fly down I would miss the important parts of the journey, I would not see the sights up-close or... Find much needed company.

If wolves were meant to fly then they would not be wolves at all.