Moonsong Glacier i've seen death and mass destruction

Kaertok continued on his quest to find Raleska. The rest of Rusalka, well, he didn't really care about them. Raleska was the one he had forged a bond with, whether she knew it or not, and finding her was the only thing he had on his mind. A dark wolf came into view, but there was no flutter in Kaertok's heart, anticipating that it might be her. He was a logical wolf, and he knew he'd need to ask around in order to find his aokkatti again. It wasn't likely that he'd stumble upon her out of pure luck.

As he drew near, the Tartok wolf smelled the distinct scent of pack. A decently sized one, if he had to guess. The white male gave a soft woof to his inverted counterpart, hoping to catch his attention and maybe ask for the whereabouts of the scattered Rusalka.