Moonspear kunikkaa ❇

The duty-bound Ostrega felt reasonably whip-lashed in light of recent events on the slopes, but, knowing all must go on (and that it would with or without him), it was not difficult for him to keep busy here, there, or somewhere in between. Too absorbed in making his rounds in some way or another, the afternoon threatened to get away from him entirely. But, he reined it back, and turned towards the heart.

He had done his share of regrouping, however, and went jogging on towards the ulaq after passing by Dacio's gravesite--having gone by to see to it that it remained undisturbed; Opalia had recently departed to search after the longer-missing Praimfaya, and he still believed they would be back before too much longer. He would help watch over that in the meantime, but since all was well enough in that regard..

Threading through the trees, he closed in and soon enough, found Kukutux--though not without a curious tilt to his head that once his nose got a better sense of the picture here, bled right into concern. Hey, ah.. feeling alright..? he said, finishing his approach with careful paws and outreached muzzle. As soon as the words left his mouth, he was pretty sure he didn't need to ask, so his ears splayed--worry remaining, however, as he might hope to understand.