Duskfire Glacier dark skies that hung above

Oh boy...

Her return greeting was a simple dip of her muzzle, a tense patience about her as she waited for him to speak.  When he declared he would not lay claim to the Glacier, hope flared regardless of the instructions she had bade herself to follow... only to be doused just as quickly as he made his true intentions clear.

I intend to claim this Frostfire Ridge.

He was right that these were not words she wished to hear, and as he made to (in her eyes) turn his back completely on his homeland yet again, a fire awoke within her, displayed clearly in her jade gaze.  "The land you pledged yourself to is gone.  Everything that is holding you here is gone.  Yet still you would remain?  These wolves... they don't need you.  They will scatter like seeds, and lay down roots elsewhere.  There are many packs.  But you?  You have roots.  You are just too much a coward to even try to claim them.  You would rather stay ignorant."  At this her mouth clenched shut, for she knew she might have gone too far here.  Yet her frustration and pained longing had come to a head, and she had never been foremost amongst her sisters at holding her tongue.  She could not understand how he was not even curious.  How he would refuse to even visit his home, if only to see if some memory could be returned by doing so.

This was the last time she would try to argue with him.  She had said what she thought, and if he still insisted, there was nothing else she could do.  It was on him after that, and she could say with a clear conscience that she had tried her best.  It was still a failure, yes, but a failure to complete a task that was beyond her abilities in the first place.