Duskfire Glacier The Future

Calida smiled, dipping her head to Lane in greeting. "I saw more land in the past couple of weeks than I've seen in my life," she chuckled a little. It had been quite a journey, but it had given her the time she needed to stretch her legs. "My headaches are finally gone," Calida continued brightly; she was in the best mood she'd been in, in... well, a while. "And now that I'm back, Tuuluuwaq owes me a spar." She smiled slightly, then stretched.

"And I met a man last night - a storyteller. I told him of Duskfire, and he seemed very keen on joining. I left him in a temporary den outside the borders." They had both agreed that waking Lane or Issorartuyok so late would be rude. "He's expecting us later, but... I wanted to talk to you more about my role in the pack first."

She took a deep breath, then explained, rambling a bit, "I know I want to fight - no question about that. I plan to train, soon. But... I also just want to help you. I know things have been crazy with the funeral, and the move... and I guess I just want to support you as best I can. I want to stay, as long as possible." Tuuluuwaq had told her that there was no debt, but a sense of honor and pride had begun to take over the young woman - this was something that she had to do for herself. She looked to Lane, anxiety bubbling up in her chest.