Ouroboros Spine ukalli-sugruk

One important aspect of any wolf's life, beyond the ever-present importance of food, was food storage. It appeared to Kigipigak that this child was intent on playing with her food to the point of ruination; but then she began to tug at the remains and take them further away. He followed her at a distance.

A part of him knew to keep his eyes peeled for danger because she was a cub, but another part — the Tartok half which had been raised in such a biased manner — told him to lessen his worry. That it would be fortuitous for a hawk to swoop down and take this strange child away, or that a coyote could skulk through and Kigipigak might pause before chasing it.

The girl was taking the mess, as it wasn't a hare any longer, to a hole she had dug earlier. It looked quite shallow. Not nearly suitable enough for a cache, but close enough. Kigipigak was intrigued. It surprised him that this one-eyed, club-footed child would have the intrinsic desire to bury the remains.

He crept along slowly and then stopped to sit and watch, still utterly undecided about this cub. She was wrong in so many ways.