Whitebark Stream I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors

Issorartuyok did not miss the teasing smile that had played on the edges of the glacial wolf’s lips. The northerner regarded her with a steady gaze, rearing his head back to snort softly.

This one is glad, as well.

The northerner did not lie when he promised to call for her. The glacier had been on Issorartuyok’s mind since he had first crossed his path with Meerkat. The large wolf realized that he would like to see her again, if given the chance. So, with a bow of his broad skull to the wolf named Lane, the northerner set a course for his next landmark.

I'd like for these two to have a chance to talk again. I'm only waiting to see how things play out with Wintersbane. ^^