Duskfire Glacier love and loss

[size=16.8px%%]Tunerk still could not believe Nanook had gone. Days and nights she scoured the territory where last her scent had been noted, where it seemed to come to an abrupt end. Her frustration mounted by the day, and the typically pleasant Tunerk was wrought with disappointment in herself which made her mood vary by the day. Presently, she stood in the very spot her uncle had called that fateful day, once more sniffing at the spot. Her eyes were narrowed, face set in concentration, and her tail lashed behind her as she lifted her head from the spot and huffed in frustration.[/size]