Duskfire Glacier autumns hunt

There was an ancient knowledge inside of him; something that couldn’t be explained away with simple words. Where his sister could feel certain happenings in the universe, he simply knew them. It was as though they were written within the marrow of his bones and had existed there before he was even a thought, let alone a breathing being. Something in the stars had aligned for him to exist the way that he did. Sos, perhaps, did not know the answer to that. Still, he believed it to be true. The great spirits of the world around them had converged into a single body and granted him the gift of their ancient wisdom. He was not going to squander it, or take it for granted. The young bear felt himself growing with each and every day, with much approval from those around him. To know that Tunerk felt similar things would have been something of a relief, but there would have been a portion of him that felt cheated. Sos was young still and he did not know all the power that he possessed, or all that his sister carried within her. In time, he would realize that they did not share all things.

A smirk passed along his whiskers as she nipped playfully toward him. The young bear felt the hair along his neck bristle teasingly before they were forced flat. It was evident that she was trying to lure him into a race, but Sos was willing. He shared the same affinity for the thrill of a run as she did. Bowing his torso toward the earth and gleaming at her with youthful, pointed canines, the young bear flagged his tail and drew his brows upward. “Are you sure?” the coal-touched pup inquired with a mischievous wink. Without warning, the bear leapt from his position and darted away from her. The burning within his youthful limbs was enough to exhilarate him for hours, but he could not help but to turn his head back over his shoulder to see if she should catch up.