Duskfire Glacier Can we climb this mountain?

He was done sitting back and letting his emotions eat him alive. One of the surviving children of Wintersbane, the rightful heirs to Duskfire, had watched as Issorartuyok's kin grew in number, making themselves at home at the Glacier. His home. His birthplace. And what had the false Alpha done all this time? Not a damn thing! He never tried to reach out to him or Arius. Never tried to console them. Either they were both invisible or the man was a coward.

Or he was single minded, focused solely on Veteran. He had even blatantly ignored Ensio back when he and his half brother had discovered sickness in the herds. Not a word of acknowledgement. Clenching his jaw, he decided he was done playing nice. The boy was in no way like his tainted sister. He was not wicked. Not un-hinged or out of control. But he did plan on making a statement. He set off, intent on tracking the dark man down himself, to confront him directly. After hours of skimming the borders, he had no luck. That is, until he came upon a recently marked spot. In a defiant move meant to send a message, he lifted his leg and marked over it. He smirked, proud.