Duskfire Glacier powder your nose, paint your toes

"I don't know," Lane answered honestly. "Issorartuyok is leading a scouting party as we speak. I believe that the plan is to scout the Sunspire Mountains first, and depending on what they find, they'll move east into the Valley or west into the Flatlands." Calida could probably catch up with the scouts if she was interested in joining them, but from a medical perspective Lane thought Calida could still use some more recuperation time at home and needed to get back into the swing of things slowly. 

Lane wondered about @Meerkat, off scouting alone, trying to sort out her feelings for Issorartuyok. Would the young scout even return? When Lane was Meerkat's age, and her own heart had been broken by her crush on Rye, all she had wanted to do was run and keep running. It had been torture to exist in the Glacier, seeing his face every day and smelling his smell everywhere. If it hadn't been for the pups in her belly and her promise to their father, Wintersbane, she would have disappeared into the wind. 

"It's done," Lane spoke of the tea. She used her claw to draw out the feverfew greens and deposit them on the stone, beside the makeshift bowl of tea. If a sudden headache came on, Calida would have the leftover greens to consume. 

Every time she used this knowledge, Lane sent a small, silent thank-you to Kukutux, who had taught her the art of hot-water medicine called saiyu. Lane hoped that she would be able to find another source of hot water wherever the pack ended up.