Duskfire Glacier A place that we both call disaster relief

His torn ear flicked when he heard an odd sound from nearby, and he turned to see Blueberry meandering toward him. She too had sniffed around the area, and like him was left wondering what might’ve happened here. 

”I dunno. A pack definitely lived here, but I’m not so sure they’re still in the area, or just changed their boundaries,” He looked up the incline, toward where the snow glistened in the glacier. It looked like the sort of place that the snow stayed, at least in the higher reaches, all year round. 

”Probably best not to poke around too much, just in case.” He said, with a shrug, and began to move on.