Moonsong Glacier Life is one grand, sweet song, so start the music

The wolfdog could not have answered where she had come from, why she had come to these lands, or why she was on a glacier. 

From the north, the cape dotted with tidepools, she had wandered into the forest somewhere and there was a blank hole where her memory between the forest and the glacier should have been. Unconcerned, the merle witch shook out a pelt of dreads - disturbing the fisher riding upon her back - and continued on her way to the western edge of the glacier. 

The girl had climbed it for curiosity's sake, but as she reached the far edge she recognized the small canid form of a fox - though not the kind of coastal fox that her foster mother had been. 

Kai chirped at the vixen, a perfect immitation of a fox. For a moment, she had forgotten that she was not one of Elin's brood and that her lupine appearance might frighten the fox.