Duskfire Glacier and anything before is nothing

She drifted from lead to follow like a trusted shadow. Silently tailed the scent of vermin that snaked through their land. Her tail remained tucked up against her stomach, as it oft did these days, then she crouched some in a stalking motion.

Where he might be the muscle of this hunt, she sought to be their little burst of speed. A quick rush to send them towards his jaws. When they found them.

Perhaps she might tempt him into hushed conversation while they tracked.

Wintersbane? Spoke in a whisper with a glance up towards the winter warrior's face.