Kildeer Rest Apparently we share a common plasma.

A man of Tartok?

Kigipigak's shoulders straightened upon hearing this. He tried to keep a level expression as he looked to the man, but he was not so successful, and the way the two shared a look gave that away. Kigipigak's jaw tightened and he averted his eyes from the older man, letting him eat in peace.

He did not like the look of him. The very presence of another Tartok wolf gave him reason enough to be suspicious. They rarely traveled alone as they advanced in years; it was always the Anneriwok's way, not the proven Tartok warrior, to go out and prove themselves.

This man looked proven enough.

Alright. I will not be far. He said, more for the man's benefit, though there was no reaction. With one last look upon Kukutux and her work, he stalked off to begin his patrol; but his spirit was shaken.