Duskfire Glacier moon song

Nanook kept away from the den. She wished to make a home here, a family, and while the Northerners had welcomed her as a member of their growing fold, she remained uncertain. Afraid. Hesitant to draw closer, for fear of teeth and flashing eyes, for fear she has miscalculated the breadth of her welcome here.

Yet tonight found her passing by. The moon watched brilliant from the midnight sky, and she had simply let her restless legs wander until she found a place where she could watch the stars more clearly than from within the shadow of the woods. A milky scent stirred the air, warning her of her proximity to Shivali and her pups, but the heavenlies wooed her to be still and rest. Nanook eased to her haunches and let the mountain air whisper softly through her fur, and soon found herself oblivious to anything but the stars.