Duskfire Glacier May you be in heaven a full half hour

Lane nodded a greeting as she caught up. 

"Don't let me slow you down. We can walk." She nodded again, this time in the direction of their border. She assumed that was were they were headed; Wintersbane kept a very close eye on it, she had noticed. 

A walk would do her a world of good, truth be told. With her intermittent bouts of dizziness and nausea, she hadn't really taken the opportunity to stretch her legs in a few days. 

As they scouted, Lane's eyes would sweep the surrounding territory, and she would marvel and the lands beneath the glacier, which seemed to only grow more and more beautiful as springtime built to its crescendo. It was astounding how much the Duskfire territory had changed even in the few short weeks Lane had been here. Their lake swelled with snowmelt, transforming the previously frozen lands into a mountain oasis. 

"I'd like to stay," Lane would finally pipe up, perhaps a bit out of the blue. "Like as a real...ah, like.. permanently." She didn't expect Wintersbane to argue; he had made his position pretty clear. He wanted his children to grow up here, and so that meant he wanted Lane here by virtue of the fact that she could be their mother. Well, one of their mothers. That juicy little tidbit of gossip that Rye had dropped hadn't been forgotten: Lane was not the only Duskfire wolf who might be expecting Wintersbane's offspring.