Duskfire Glacier kimutjuk

@Takiyok

Taggak had not been far from Sos since they had arrived in their new home. In this, the boy was grateful. He had found a familiar to keep him company while his siblings managed their own discoveries. It had taken him a short while of time to grow used to the frigid temperatures of the glacial pack land. Most nights, he could feel the bite of the wind against the thin bracing of his coat. In time, his pelt would thicken to protect him against the frigid gusts and nighttime temperatures. Until then, the child did his best to keep himself busy and moving, as it was the only way that he could see to allow heat through his youthful frame. The more that he moved, the stronger he became. It had become something of a challenge to him.

Looking to the sky to see the dark wings of his familiar, Sos smiled softly and watched the dark raven float overhead in search of a morsel. It was likely that the bird would need to venture out beyond the glacier for a short time so that he could scavenge for proper food. The wolves of the pack did well to clean their kills and leave little to waste, which did not grant Taggak very much. When Sos aged, he would find a good balance between what was needed to be devoured and what he could share with his companion so that the raven might stay closer to him. Until then, he missed the dark creature when he left and welcomed his earliest return.

Taggak cawed into the sky and Sos lifted his head to yap in response. The young bear reared himself back on his hind legs and imagined that he too could flutter his wings to vanish into the great stretch of pale blue and white overhead.