Emberflame Ridge A moon to all the juice in us

Tulok was also having trouble sleeping. But unlike his brother, he had kept to himself, lost in the endless plotting that gripped his mind always. 

So when he felt the large paw smack his shoulder, he looked up and glared at Alduin. He wanted to pass the time another way, and Tulok decided that sounded more fun. They could blow off some steam. Neither of them were tired from their journey, being used to traveling long distances and enduring harsh weather. 

The speaker stood and shook the snow from his thick fur. Then he surged forward and threw his entire body into Alduin, snapping teeth aiming to clamp down on whatever he could reach.