Nimbus Summit wild buffalo are dancing on cliff tops in the skies

The northerner had been present outside of his wife’s resting place since the birth of his children. He had wanted to see them, had wanted to know that they were all safe and cared for. Every time that he had gathered the courage to peek inside, images of pups plagued with sickness frightened him back out. So, he had taken to posting himself nearby – close enough that if anything went wrong, he could spring to assist Antha however she might need.

It had been a short while since the pups had been born. Long enough that Issorartuyok should have been allowed to see them. Nervousness clattered about inside of his mind. The man stepped into the den where the scent of puppies was strong. There they were-

Issorartuyok stood stiffly, afraid. They were so small, and Antha looked so fragile tending to them. He wanted to check on her. He wanted to tell her that she had done a remarkable thing. Antha, was all that he could whisper into the den. They are… beautiful.