Moonsong Glacier Fending for His Life and Fleeing From His Past

It had been strange, having Aditya around. Dutch's days still looked much the same, but now there was a good chance he'd see his father as he patrolled, or as he and Fallen Sun hunted the mountainside. He still bedded down with Sulukinak at night, and there was no special father-son bonding time, thus far — but he was there, and that meant much to the village chief.

While he waited for Tulugak to return, it gave him a much-needed sense of safety. He still felt the brunt of responsibility for these wolves on his own shoulders, but he was at least no longer the oldest and wisest wolf around.

So his steps were lighter as he came to Sulukinak's call. This was good, since the coolness of her voice had him hurrying along. He was not far, thankfully, and came upon them soon after the call. His eyes raked over the strange, softening slightly at the unkempt state of him. He waited for the other man to speak, but one ear remained cupped toward Sulukinak.