Duskfire Glacier quoth the raven, “nevermore”

Ceres' rapid steps faltered as the female turned back toward her with a queerly cheery smile, but as the old lady was generally a trusting sort, she smiled broadly in return. "Oh, no, dear," she said warmly, "I only meant to get your attention." Her gaze slid sidelong to the male of their team, and she extended her smile to him before looking back to the woman herself. She had pale fur, much like Ceres herself. For some reason that put her more at ease.

"I'm looking for packs in the area," she explained, and gestured with her muzzle toward the distant glacier and what lay beyond. "I was just wondering if you knew where the nearest pack was?"