Kildeer Rest aapa

@Kekoa maybe?

close to camp, but away enough for some sembleance of privacy. ghelan has gathered some trinkets off the most recent kill. tufts of caribou fur, pearly white rabbit fur, and an assortment of yellowed molars.

he lacked something to hold what shouldve been an amulet all together. so they lay in the snow, ghelan looking upon his work with mild reverance to pass the time.

Away from other's, and so away from what he does not wish to see.

He has wandered with the assumption that he will wander alone, but now he sees a familiar face. The son of Sun Eater, a figure he respects and envies all the same. Paws heavy in the snows, he finds himself approaching without thought.

An odd assortment of items sits with other; River Walker tilts his head. You're collecting? He finds himself curious.

omg

someone approaches. these footsteps were different from aapa, so ghelan doesn't scramble to hide his collection. instead, he only pulls his forearms inward to himself, a gentle shield.

a face he recognized as one of the many in saatsine. still, he was a stanger to ghelan, and in his scent the boy recognized his father. perhaps it would've been smarter to further hide his amulet-to-be — god forbid the man would recognize it as sharadoii and reprimand him. or worse, warn father of his treacherous son — but he wasn't smart, and a part of him had faith in this stranger.

'collecting'.. ghelan's brows furrowed while trying to recall what the common word meant. yes. for.. uhm. the caribou son rises just lightly to gesture to his amulet with the clumsy wave of his arm. this.

He is unsure of just what the other wishes to show him; the ghost talker is yet to see such an item. Twitching ears and nose move forward to touch, looking to the other as if to ask permission. I haven't seen one before.

Is it just some sort of accessory? He had seen wolves wear animal parts before, so he supposed it wouldn't be so odd. Kekoa had considered it himself from time to time. He was determined to learn more.

He had an odd way of showing it, but he did wish to befriend the other. It was not often that he met men younger than himself. My name is Kekoa. He shakes his head, quick to correct himself. River Walker.