Duskfire Glacier we'll replant our roots, and soon we will grow

Kieran shuffled along on his numbly frozen paws, darting occasional glances. He sped up, begging to approach his mother, then let out a small, quiet chuff. "Mama? Why we movin' home? Why stranga's take home?" he whined sadly, remembering the terror of their attack, then he drooped his head and pressed close against his mothers side. Occasionally, he peered up, hoping to see the familiara, comforting face of his sister, but he could not find her.

"Mama... whes Sowwel?"