Duskfire Glacier i just want you to get out

Iana was the one Lane had hoped to befriend upon her admittance into the Duskfire territories, but so far she had proven to be the most elusive. Of course, her visits with Mahler must be to blame for that.. Lane could not bring herself to believe that Iana could be avoiding her. 

"Um.." Lane struggled to answer positively, considering she had just struggled through a wave of pain. "I'm getting by," she answered vaguely. It was no secret that the Duskfire wolves as a collective had thought her most recent escapade to Moonglow imprudent, and Lane was embarrassed to admit that she was suffering seemingly as a result of the journey against which she'd been cautioned. She still had her pride.  

"I met Mahler," she noted. "He spoke fondly of you. I wonder..." Lane trailed off, an idea coming to her. "I wonder, has he shared with you any recipes for, ah, mild aches and pains in pregnancy?" She did her best to sound offhand.