Duskfire Glacier I don't know, man.

Stay in the territory, Currituck, @Takiyok warned her earlier that day when she’d gotten too close to the borders. Have they taken up to following her, or is it coincidence they’d ended up at the same place? Of course, @Tahani had given her warning before she even left the den and of course she didn’t listen. As the girl retreats back into the territory, settling to exploring what she is familiar with (if only to appease the boring adults), she finds a scent of one of the northern women. She is family but not family but she hasn’t bothered to ask—she isn’t like Tahani or Shivali but she can’t pull any older memories that don’t include Uki in some form.
 
There’s a fond memory of a juicy, fatty beaver tail.
 
Her mouth waters.
 
Currituck licks her lips, lowers her nose, and follows the scent until she locates the travel worn path. Olive eyes narrow a little, having never noticed it before, and not-so-quietly does she follow the trail. Large ears cup forward but they’re not so large to catch the prayer. “UKIIIIIIIIIIII!” she shouts, picking up speed when the pale woman finally comes into view.