Duskfire Glacier they will not be hurt.

Imaq wasn't really sure what to expect in regard to Rye's reaction. The pregnant silence swelled between them, the she-dog left to shift on her paws uncertainly -- wishing almost immediately she could snatch the earnest words back out of the air. 

Too much, she thought with a grimace. What had she been thinking, opening herself up to questions surrounding her past like that? What if Rye wanted to know exactly why Salik had thought her to be cursed and ruined?

Thankfully for them both, the earth-toned agouti seemed reluctant to pry further into the details of her relocation to Teekon. In fact, he seemed...almost happy that Imaq was here now. His words caused an unexpected smile of surprise to spread over the Selkie's lips -- beaming at the woodland he-wolf for a moment before her head ducked bashfully.

"Nakummek," she whispered to him in her own tongue before glancing up to translate for his benefit: "Thank you, Rye."