Ouroboros Spine Taqriaqsuit

Inutsuk had parted from the ulaq early that morn, leaving behind both a sleeping wife and son. 

Son. Thinking or saying such a word would take time to grow used to.

He had returned somewhat of a short time later, clutching a hare with a firm hold. Given that Shikoba spent most, if not all of her time nursing, sleeping, and otherwise tending to new arrival, certain aspects would need providing. Food being one of them.

As soon as the tawny man drew nearer to the arch of the ulaq, he realized he'd made it in the nick of time to catch his mate coaxing their son back through the hearth. So, he was trying to be an escapee now?

Stifling a chuckle beneath the mouthful, Inutsuk tread within, eyes caressing the sight of the two most important entities in his life.

He set the hare down gently, nudging it close to Shikoba. I assumed you might be hungry upon waking. With a gentle huff and affectionate kiss, he then settled down beside her.

Then onto Moja. He's becoming quite the adventurer. Quite the free spirit, an easy thing to notice. When older, he'll turn to be a fine hunter — one that Moonglow will be greatly proud of. A smile crept to Inutsuk's lips, eyes heavy in fondness.