Duskfire Glacier You can run on for a long time

Remaining oblivious to the man's plight Siarut watched Sam with interest as the question form's on his tongue. Nodding to the confirmation that his family was indeed from the north, it was a well state fact, something that they were all proud of. Easy to accept and a good place to start a conversation.

Looking around at the ice that surrounded the pair Siarut shook his head. "No." He almost considered finishing the conversation there, but realized it was perhaps a little to rude. Even for himself. "Our pack was situated on the tundra. It was mostly frozen dirt, and snow." There were other details, but he usually wasn't one to thing of trivial things to share.

"And you Samothes? Where to you hail from?" Refocusing on the smaller man beside him.