Moonsong Glacier Black ice.

His tail swept back and forth as he took in the similarities, and a faint smile grew on his face as their relation was confirmed. Mini-me, he thought to himself, memorizing the gesture that seemed to go with it.

-"Let's go find her, then,"- he replied, and then he turned to walk alongside her to walk deeper into the territory. He gave one short howl for Junior, his gaze lifted to the sky in search of Ghost — whose name he still did not know by sound. He was excited at the prospect of someone who both spoke and signed. It would make asking certain questions he'd been saving for when he was more fluent much easier. He did, at least, know how to introduce himself: -"I am Dutch. I lead this pack, for now."-

He stole a few glances at Towhee out of the corner of his eye, taking in her scars and the way that she carried herself.

-"I can see now where she got the idea of becoming a warrior,"- he commented. -"She must look up to you."-