Whitebark Stream upon one summer's morning

a soft hum resonates in kivaluk's throat as she goes into a little more depth about her lifestyle and history. he can't say it resonates with him or that he can even begin to understand, he figures that as long as she's happy then that's all that matters. why d'you hang out with colt if you have issues with him? kivaluk asks, unable to entirely wrap his mind around that.

though, admittedly, there weren't too many wolves that kivaluk could say he didn't get along with ( though there were moments when he was undeniably prickly ).

uh, maybe ...rabbit? he asks after a prolonged moment, realizing after a few beats that he hadn't answered her question.