Nimbus Summit wild buffalo are dancing on cliff tops in the skies

Noatak was calm that day. She was calm every day, because she was sickly, but today was a different kind of calm. There is an instinct in every young babe that reacts to a mother's presence. And, despite the hard birth and Noatak's failure to thrive, some part of her could sense her mother's love for her. So, today, she was calm. And she suckled normally, and had a little more energy than average. If only such days would last.

And if only her colicky sister would stop kicking her.