Duskfire Glacier play on words

Iana could not imagine such a life. Not in a bad way, but she simply could not wrap her head around being raised in a traveling way. She had been born to the sister pack of her home. An established empire of sorts.

What have you learned here? Have you had the chance to learn here? A little tilt of her head, smile small but warm. A kind sway of her tail behind her. She was deeply intrigued by this woman and her ways.