Duskfire Glacier from the deepest seas to the darkest nights

He had only been a part of Duskfire for a day or so now. He was merely familiarizing himself with the precise range of their territory when the call for a member rang out. Stranger hesitated. He had just recently been accepted himself, and he hardly knew protocol for approaching potential joiners. But being the nearest around (he assumed), the stone-furred wolf began to plod steadily in the direction of the howl's origin.

Arriving, he spotted the caller easily. She was a black blemish on an otherwise sun-bled landscape, and he came towards her in confident steps, but wound up hanging back slightly. His ears pressed forward and his head rose very marginally above his shoulders. He was uncertain of how he should approach her, conversation-wise, but the gray monolith started with a simple: "hello."