Nimbus Summit Without guidance, I fear I shall perish

The call was heard, and the northerner traveled away from his family for the first time since the children had been born. He did not wish to leave the village to Lane, for he was certain that she had planning to make for herself.

The distance was a short one. As Issorartuyok approached the wolves, he drew his head upward and waved his tail twice in greeting. The man’s back had grown whiter, hairs that appeared to be touched with flecks of snow had shifted to a blanket of it. His dark face remained as impassive as ever.

Greetings, I am Issorartuyok. How can I assist you?

The dark brown of his gaze shifted between Calida and the man who had come to their borders.

I don't mind keeping the date where it is! Whatever is easier for everyone else.