Firefly Glen tunngak ⋔

"Maybe I'll bring mine along for the meeting. Both Veteran and Wayfarer seem to have inherited their mother's wandering heart." Parting from them had been especially dramatic this time around, with the pups insisting that either Lane stay, or she bring them along too. Lane could not recall being so difficult herself, when her own parents left for work.. perhaps it was some function of the complicated sibling dynamics at play. They did have so very many others vying for their father's attention. 

Lane could see the mother, hunter, and warrior within Kukutux, but what was that other thing? "Atska?" she echoed questioningly. Did it mean 'healer', perhaps? Lane was distracted from her question by Kukutux's next statement. "Her tongue? Fucking hell, Kukutux. What happened?" The tongue was not a casualty of a typical fight. The only tongue-removals she had ever heard of (and they were very few) had been done coldly, intentionally, and in most cases, ritualistically.