Duskfire Glacier platzwunde

a pleased look graced the craggy features. "i have been a medic for many years, and a skilled midvife to boot." mahler studied the woman a moment, for she asked to exchange stores. while he had managed to salvage many dried things from his carrying-skin, the gargoyle was unsure if what the she-wolf sought would be present. or if he wished to grant it just yet, with rivenwood still finding their footing upon the bypass.
he did not have to decide, however, for wintersbane appeared then, and mahler's shrewd gaze flicked over the man's gait as he rose. "it has been a long time, my friend," the graf grunted, a smile crossing his mouth. "i vas telling your companion that sagtannet has become rivenvood, and ve are settled in noctisardor, just south of you."
mahler remained unsure of how wintersbane would take to his once co-leader being so close, but he chose not to assume the worst of things before he had a true chance to speak with the duskfire wolf.