Moonspear when the sun rises in the west

The young ice crystal was thrilled that his raindrop counterpart had begun speaking at last! As their vocabularies expanded, they could express their ever-growing curiosity, share stories of their own mini adventures and of course, as all siblings did, get into harmless little debates. Just as exciting was when their beloved ajaukuluk, Hydra, stopped by to entertain and educate the contrasting pair. 

Today was no different. When the familiar blackness of her fur broke up the patchiness of the greens and browns all around them, his comically large ears pricked up with recognition. His now seafoam eyes filled with an intense gleam of delight. He had been preoccupied with studying the long-deceased body of a fat mouse dropped off by one of the older wolves, but now his interest shifted.

What was that thing she had brought with her? It looked so very wolf like. Displaying the right instincts, Saviguk bristled upon his initial inspection, sniffing the dead coyote. It smelled differently than the meat he was accustomed to eating. Ever the observer of detail, he even noticed the unnatural twist of its neck, succumbed to Hyrda's jaws. "What is this? It's like us...but different." He had heard the whole bit of Sialuk getting a husband before, so that part went ignored. Though when she inquired of Dirge, Hydra's mate, that got his attention. Curiously, expectantly, he looked up to see what answer she might provide.