Duskfire Glacier when the summer dies

Imaq laughed, shaking her head ever so slightly in bemusement. She should've realized he was too young -- or maybe just too distracted -- to understand most of what she was saying but no matter. Veteran seemed onboard with the idea of seeing Siku, and Imaq, more often. 

Her attention shifted from the children's endearing interaction to the arrival of Tzila and Ensio, brushing her muzzle against the rusted blackbird's in return. She watched quietly for a moment as the two women acquainted themselves, smiling when her seaglass gaze slid to the boys where they tussled happily. It was good to see Siku playing with other children, especially since there was a chance that Ensio could be his brother. Imaq doubted this though, thinking that she could see some of Wintersbane in the boy even at this age. 

Meerkat's words pulled her focus back to the other she-wolves of the Glacier, nodding brightly at what the young woman suggested. "Imaq love that! she chirped brightly, haunches wiggling faintly. "Siku little but need teaching when bigger." She hoped her son would grow to be close with all of his packmates, not just the various Duskfire children. It was the kind of community he would've had in Kallalit Nunaat, an extended family to guide him.