Swiftcurrent Creek Our song has not been sung

Despite the thickness of his tongue, Julius had no trouble understanding his brother's question. Perhaps because they were still so young that proper articulation wasn't even a thing yet. The younger of the two watched as Julius made himself comfortable, his demeanor inviting Relonikiv to join him.

"K," he murmured simply, nudging his blunt snout beneath one of Julius's outstretched legs and then slipping underneath it, so that his brother's limb draped comfortingly over his shoulders. "Nini," Relonikiv said as he then let his chin fall onto his own outstretched legs, his bitten tongue and all the day's adventures giving way to dreamless sleep.