Duskfire Glacier to heal our souls

Siku started gently, startled from his silent appreciation of the land that was supposed to be his home when he realized another had approached. The slight tinge of fear faded abruptly, however, when he recognized the dark shadow -- similarly surprised at how much the marbled boy of charcoal had grown. 

A wordless whine of joy escaped him, the youth launching to his feet and clumsily tackling his friend in his exuberance. Happy yaps and growls rumbled from his throat as he nipped at Veteran's ears and chin -- the two boys tumbling through the snow, likely on account of Sikuliak's damaged leg. 

"Veteran," he murmured when they had toppled to a stand still, finally able to pronounce the other Glacier child's name properly. "Siku miss you."