Duskfire Glacier Ilik

Issorartuyok listened closely as Veteran told him how he had spent time with the wolves of Moonglow and had hunted with Kigipigak. He had even met someone from Rivenwood. The northerner thought of young Heda fondly, wondering if both of his apprentices would work well together. Young Veteran had even met Tuuluuwaq, but the eldest of the Tatkret wolves pricked his ears at the sound of the young man having met his sister.

My sister? his voice was thoughtful.

Did she give you a name? For, he had not scented another of his siblings. He wondered if they had also met with Lane and had been granted access to the glacier. These thoughts raced away with his mind, leaving him to contemplate the reason for his kin journeying to find him. Issorartuyok could not help but to worry for their mother and father. He hoped they were well.

You have done well, Veteran. Your village needs you now more than ever. You are the blood of your father and you walk where he walked. You are how we remain close to him, the man said fondly, nudging his nose to the younger wolf’s cheek.