Moonspear waatxakuq ✾

Saviguk bounced happily on his paws, that little black tail a blur of delight. He felt so proud already! It made him feel so good to see his mother, sister and cousin smile like that. Osiris mentioned a word that was new to him, and apparently to his mom too, at least in common tongue. He tipped his head quizzically. 

When they arrived at the hot springs, coming before a pool of the bubbling water where wispy tendrils arose, he was transfixed. This water emanated a certain heat and carried a peculiar smell. Not unpleasant, but not crisp and fresh. For once, he allowed Sialuk to be the bolder of the two, watching as she dipped her malformed paw in. Although he did let his nose hover inches above the surface, resulting in a coating of wet little beads. "Why is it like this? What makes it so warm?" He asked, ears perked cutely while he sought the eyes of the adults with an equally adorable tip of his head.