Duskfire Glacier I just love a good mystery, don't you?

I expect you'll get both, but here's Lane for now. Welcome! I'm so glad you decided to bring a character up this direction, I was really hoping you would!

The new leader understood that it was now necessary for her to routinely add her scent to the border, so she often completed this duty first thing in the morning to get the chore out of the way. She was just out here for a minute-- to do her duty and pee on some things-- and then she would get back to what was really important: nursing their fallen leader, Wintersbane.

Perhaps for this reason, greeting a visitor at her border was the last thing Lane expected to do. When her eyes fell on the approaching stranger, she brightened visibly, glad for the opportunity to postpone her monotonous chore. Lane stood on the border with her tail waving, cheerfully welcoming in the newcomer as they made their way up the moraine. 

The closer the stranger came, the more Lane realized just how small they were in stature-- why, they were hardly larger than a coyote! Perhaps they were part coyote? Lane loved a good mystery, and her curiosity was piqued. 

When the stranger drew within speaking distance, Lane spoke. "Hello. You've found the border of Duskfire Glacier. I'm Lane, one of the co-alphas. What brings you here?" The newcomer would find that Lane smelled strongly of comfrey, which the medic had been using in mass quantities to treat Wintersbane's full-body burns. A discerning eye would also notice the bags under Lane's eyes, a clear sign of her ongoing sleep deprivation. For any detective who wished to solve the mystery of Lane Vitale, the clues were there for the taking.