Permafrost Hollows re: new beginnings

the toddler stopped crying long enough to watch kratos circle around. yeah, he responded, and flowers everywhere. the question was too vague for an accurate answer, but alsek knew more about sprouts and blossoms than whitebark stream anyway.

silence brewed between them while he awaited a response. fire makes flowers grow, he continued, though with a lowered voice more timid than before. the shock of being greeted had since worn off, allowing him to compose some parts of his being. big and big, super big.