Nimbus Summit Kaujik

Tipping his head back, Ensio released the deepening baritone of his voice in response to Issorartuyok's call. He was on his way. He descended down from the slopes and ledges of the mountain. He had not climbed far yet, leaving much of the uncharted peak still to be discovered.

Strong legs propelled the growing boy onwards, towards the swarthy leader. He came in with no falter in his step, sliding up to his side, teeth gently clipping his jawline in the kind of gesture only closely bonded males shared. Like brothers, fathers and sons, or warriors.

He noted a change in the dark furs. Antha's scent was closely entwined with the Northerner's. He knew they were close, but not how close. What their time together during this season meant. So, ignorant of the real truth, Ensio greeted Issorartuyok with a wave of his tail. "You seem well, I would hope. How are you settling in?"