Ankyra Sound vi It's in your blood.

Laid within the earth a fair ways from the entrypoint was a pool of still water. Kigipigak tested the surface with a flick of his tongue and found it moderately salty and still palatable, however he knew better than to drink from it. There was a tang of iron there too. Something may have bled in to the pool or there could have been minerals steeping at the bottom—either way, it was not worth the effort.

As he drew away from the pool Kigipigak noted the sound of crunching outside of the grotto. The strides were evenly paced and quick. At first he thought it could be a scavenging kaiyuktuk and aligned himself with one of the walls in the hopes of concealing himself; this was a pointless endeavor, Kigipigak was too large and too luminous with his pale coat (tarnished as it was) to be hidden long.

A grey-capped face entered the cave. It was connected to a set of broad shoulders and a tapering midsection that transitioned to a vibrant red at the tail; Kigipigak still thought it was a scavenger despite the creature's size, thrown a little by preconcieved notions of how they ought to look and the flourish of red in the tail.

The boy bristled and stepped closer.