Morningside Cuesta the music's too loud

They were busy with conversation as Kigipigak came upon them; scheming something, much like Kigipigak and his sisters had schemed. Very little time was spent considering how rude it might be to invade this private moment. Equally so, Kigipigak did not care if he interrupted them; he was glad to see a face he knew.

Haunt was less than thrilled, likewise the brother that announced himself as such. The girl gave him a terse introduction and Kigipigak let out a laugh.

I am sorry for that. There was no other way to tempt the beast from the tree. You were in no danger! She had come away from the situation with new knowledge of predatory cats and would have been gifted its pelt, had she lingered.

He glanced to the brother now, hoping to appease at least one of the pair before they saw fit to run him off: I am Kigipigak. Arktoi mentioned once that your father was one of my people. I doubt it was the same tribe—but it is nice to find familiar blood in this place.