Duskfire Glacier footprints in the snow

She turned and called for someone - and while Wendigo was eager to stick around for the potential of a hunt, he was growing anxious just sitting around and waiting. The call did little to assuage his nerves; if anything the sharp sound bothered him, so he was already turning away and roaming off before the call died away. When the pale wolf emerged he'd be close enough to hear her comments, but his ears lanced back upon his head; he took the arrival as more of a threat than an invitation. It didn't help that Takiyok was an impressive northerner, with a sharp expression and dominant posture. He huffed and lurched in to a run, leaving the area for the time being — and, sadly, his precious elk.