Whitebark Stream and it’s getting so hard tryna to cope

residual anxiety about his packmates still lingered, but alsek was more confident now than he had been before. moving to the rendevouz site allowed him to familiarize himself with their scents; he matched artyom to spice and tureed around to greet him.

mmm, alsek thought aloud, thig-inga chub. he looked at the blackbird, then back to artyom, and shrugged his shoulders. thig-inga chub was an unfortunate name for anyone, but he didn't make the rules.