Moonspear Mitsik

can't believe i didn't see this sooner!

Sialuk remained busy. Word of Tulukiri's passing meant that Sixsix was never far away. He whirled overhead, on the lookout for the cat that had taken her village sister's life. Sialuk had not known her, but she was of Moonglow, and she knew each wolf that made a home there was precious to anaa. It was good to have Sixsix with her, an eye above to keep her safe.

He croaked a message, but not of warning. Sialuk twisted her neck to look at him, questioning. Again, a croak of recognition. She snorted at him, wishing he could say more. But his language was limited, and she could only garner so much from him. It was a thing of interest, and he wished her to see it. Her angakkuk was rarely incorrect.

The raindrop picked her way down the mountain carefully, but easily. The knowledge of its slopes was returning to her swiftly, and soon, she spotted what her crow friend had seen: tappituk.

A smile; her gait hastened.

Kannoyak! she greeted, lightness in her step.