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There was no mistaking the elevated tension surging through the village.

Whelps were to arrive in the near future.

It was to be a time of joy, but also of great caution. Nothing could fall amiss. 

Upon hearing a new call upon their border, Inutsuk was quick to abandon the work within the shared ulaq. A few of the pelts lining their sleeping area had become sodden. They would need to be replaced quickly so that Shikoba could sleep comfortably.

The tawny man hastened to the scene, finding three entities facing one another.

Kukutux. A wolf of coal dark shade. And finally, a second wolf draped in a reddish brown tunic.

He approached warily, quickly finding the pale woman's flank. With a brief nose tap to her shoulder, Inutsuk would greet her first before turning to regard the two strangers.

As most often the case, he was present merely for aide. From here on, he would keep silent unless directly spoken to.