It was a satisfactory answer. Nen'tah found a great deal of joy in observing the world around him, often sitting idle simply to watch the leaves as they rustled enticingly against the breeze. There was movement in all things, and all things moved differently.

Caribou was a very important subject to the Saatsine. Fa'liya must have been very studious indeed, he thought.

Hm, Nen'tah said pensively. He suddenly looked at her with heightened interest, tail swaying gently behind him. If you have places you go to watch - he faltered, not wishing to overstep, but so keen to know, - Could I...?

Go with you and see them too?

The boy paused as if to speak further, but then a distant call sounded; that of Mother. Sighing, Nen'tah turned to head back toward the sound of her voice.

Must go, he said. Then: Thank you.

Without clarifying for what or why, he had already taken off at a gallop, feather fluttering wildly at his nape as his form retreated into the woods.