Duskfire Glacier Lost

the forlorn howl that rose at his borders did not concern him half as much as the choking, cloying scent of smoke and metallic tang of blood that clung to her pelage. she looked a sight as well, the tundrian notes as he comes upon her, glacial gaze taking in her ebon pelage and eerie pale gaze. he arrives with a chuff; guard hairs prickling in weariness as he struggles to decipher where she is from with the other, heavier scents clinging to her pelage.

where did she come from that was burning? the tundrian cannot help but wonder, sparing a discreet glimpse left and right of his home terrain.

this is duskfire glacier, wintersbane greets. i am it's alpha, wintersbane. how can i help you?