Sawtooth Spire What do you call an alligator in a vest?...

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Aariak nodded, agreeing with Iqniq's comment. There was, indeed, no right or wrong way to live life, and certainly not to raise pups. That was what instinct was there for, and the Inuit was sure that The Tartok instinct was strong in the fiery male. That was more than enough to raise strong survivors.

As the Alpha got up, Aariak followed, taking the remains of the badger on his jaws and gratefully bowing at Iqniq's acknowledgement. Both parted different ways, but both knew they were already allies, bound by the same name and purpose.

The Inuit cached the remain of his kill before going back to bussiness. The day to meet the cubs was close, and then his real job would start. There were four boys that needed to become warriors.