Duskfire Glacier those of you who are last will soon be first

to supply the response that he doesn't know without coming out and saying it, wintersbane shrugs. i don't really sleep in dens. he admits a bit sheepishly. though it begs to question why he wanted to now when before he found them constricting? probably because he knew with each dawning day he was closer to being a father of at least one litter.

sure, wintersbane accepts her suggestion to mention it to the newest wolves of the glacier. makes sense. even though upon brief but further consideration he isn't so sure he wants untested wolves near his children.

wintersbane's smile at seeing the enthusiasm behind her answer to his inquiry about how her trip was, was genuine. as someone who'd never been a homebody, the only reason he hasn't gone entirely stir crazy from rarely leaving the glacier's claim was because there was always so much to do. it kept him busy and thus kept his mind over the fact that he hasn't left the glacier or any of it's neighboring territories in months.

a frown quickly dampens wintersbane's initial perception of her trip when she mentions packs of coyotes across the taiga. but so long as they didn't bother or encroach on duskfire glacier's lands or hunting grounds then wintersbane sees no need to bother them. the idea of stirring up trouble for the glacier wolves with cubs so soon on the way does not sit well with him; and pays just the right amount of mind to her mention of blacktail woods harboring a pack. they were far enough away from the glacier that he isn't overly worried about them.

kukutux? wintersbane capitalizes upon when the leader of moonglow's name is spoken by lane and trailed off as if there were more. perhaps even more lane does not wish to tell. is she well? wintersbane worries for the matriarch of moonglow, inclined to assume that she was ill or injured.