Moonspear pinik ⊍

An unfamiliar presence entered the ulaq this evening, strange paws drumming an unknown cadence on the ground. The den filled with the scents of faraway lands, telling many tales.

Tiuttuk peeped and bobbled their little head, small nose twitching as they tried to make sense of these stories. But they were beyond their grasp, at only nine days old.

Nevertheless, Pie persisted. They detached from their beloved mother’s side to begin scooting forward, keen to welcome the newcomer, to learn more about who she was and whence she came.