Duskfire Glacier play on words

She was out and on the hunt. For plants, that was. She did not feel inclined to go for an actual hunt that day.

So here, upon Duskfire’s borders, she would hear the soft summons. A bark. Quickly she changed directions until she found the woman there. Something at her paws. Curious.

Hello, She called out as she approached. A soft voice to announce her kind arrival. Can I help you? Warm question to the stranger.

It had been a bark after all and not a howl. An unusual way to ask for attention on borders.