Duskfire Glacier To the edge of the universe and back.

She gnawed happily on the side of her brother's head, the gums of her toothless maw pressed firm to his downy obsidian crown. He smelled good to her, but his head was too large to fit between her jaws, so her attempt to consume him was short-lived. The earthen Duskfire withdrew, though remained briefly connected by a string of drool.

Wayfarer promptly forgot her effort, and did not even consider how traumatising it might've been for Veteran. Her focus turned elsewhere, having sensed the arrival of another as he settled in close proximity. With a happy little coo she nosed around and bumped her squished snout to the furs of the newcomer's forelimb.