Duskfire Glacier Ommak

The boy’s mother was right, of course. Issorartuyok nodded his head in agreement. The boy’s instinct would be vital to his abilities. As he aged, he would find that such self-awareness would give him a cool head in difficult times. It would become a strength for the boy. It needed only to have the right care before it could blossom into something reliable, something valuable.

Veteran asked if they could journey down to the ridge. He wished to show the northerner his lizards. Issorartuyok smiled to the boy and nodded his head, pleased to know that he had interests outside of the village. Though the man did not have a large interest in lizards, he knew the eagerness that was shown in the young wolf’s eyes. He could not deny such a thing.

Lead the way and I will follow. What kind of lizards have you found? the large man prompted as he journeyed with Veteran down the path and away from the glacier. He would listen to the young wolf talk about his prized lizards, about the wishes he had, and anything left in young Veteran’s mind. When they returned, it would be upon tired paws.