Duskfire Glacier When you were young

Calida's request to learn the mercenary trade was a bit out of the blue, but by no means unwelcome. "Of course," Lane agreed. It was great that Calida was already brainstorming how she might contribute, although she really needed to be resting. "We have others who're training in those areas too. You'll fit in well." In time, Lane would introduce her to Veteran, who was also an aspiring guardian. She was sure they would get along; Veteran had a way of drawing others out of their shells. 

"You already know I'm... a loner."

"Not anymore," Lane replied. She turned away with a half-smile pulling at the corner of her mouth. 

Calida thanked Lane once more, and Lane nodded. "You're welcome." She had no doubt that Calida would make a fine pack wolf, and she would be well worth whatever time and resources she required to get better. 

Lane departed the medicine den, headed for the southern border in hopes of finding Tuuluuwaq before he put too much effort into constructing an unnecessary den.