Larksong Grotto Sangilak

Kigipigak could not stop the laughter as it came; it boomed from his chest and filled the space, dwarfing all other sounds. He did not hear the disquiet in the man's voice until confronted with a glare, watching as the red of the little man's tail lashed and puffed.

Say another foul thing and I'll sink my teeth into ya, warned the hunter, which would have earned a quick quip from Kigipigak had he not been needed for the shared hunt between Moonglow and Duskfire; aware of this, he had to hold his tongue.

It was difficult, being the gregarious sort of fellow that he was. Besides, he did not speak ill of the man — only the obvious truths that he saw! This thought threatened more laughter which Kigipigak bit back.

Sink your teeth in to me, and you wound two hearths. He cautioned. While mirth filled his eyes the rest of him became hard and cold, head rising defiantly before the whining man.

I hunt for Moonglow and for Duskfire. I am welcome in both villages. A gloat. You could not catch me if you wanted to, and even if you did, little hunter man, you would bring the anger of both places down upon your head!

It was a bit of a stretch, but Kigipigak wanted to warn the man away from an attack without losing face himself. He was a warrior of Tartok and they were not known to back down from a challenge.