Ouroboros Spine nukatpiak

if not for the fact that kivaluk could still hear the chanting in the distance he might've been a bit confused by the statement about the women having gathered that his father made. it was not the words that grasped kivaluk unkindly by the spine like cold, dead fingers but tone in which his father had spoken to him.

and though while kivaluk is confused by this behavior he does not question. at least, not yet. not while he is unsure if his curiousty would be appreciated or seen as prying. moonglow was family — his pack now — but there is still that level of habitual caution.

the following question lingers between them for a moment; a small lift of kivaluk's chin is given as he tries to decide where to give the answer he assumes his father wishes to hear or the truth. the truth was: not as well as he'd have liked. he felt too keenly the absence of his brother and mother and that it would take time for him to fully intergrate himself as apart of moonglow.

as well as can be expected. is how he answers instead: not a lie but not the complete truth, lest he make himself look weak in his father's eyes.