Moonspear waatxakuq ✾

Saviguk made a comment about their mother's eyes and Osiris's matching ones, and Sialuk blinked, looking between the two sets and noting the same thing. She grinned, then continued to follow along, her paws falling lightly on the ground alongside her mother. When they arrived at the steam water, Sialuk bent down to sniff it, feeling the warmth rise up to greet her small black nose.

It smelled sweet, in a way, not quite like the water that ran through the cool streams on the mountain. Gingerly, Sialuk placed a three-toed paw in the water, testing the temperature for herself. It was a stark contrast to the cold ground she'd just been standing on, and she withdrew her paw quickly, licking it dry.