Redtail Rise Beartooth

It had been ages since he had come this way, but as he crossed the frozen wastes to the north he found familiar paths. Tulimaq sought the home of his nephew first; here he hunted for his own blood, but found only an empty den. He slept by the river for two nights and carried on his way southwest, then due south, where he found a second familiar haunt.

Here Tulimaq was cautious. He knew what Avicus was like; he enjoyed the time he had spent here, once. The wolves of the rise had been formidable when he had run with them. Now that he lingered on the edge of their claim, he called with a bellow rather than a howl.

His deeper desires would remain hidden.