Moonsong Glacier terra

Ariadne's woes resonated strongly with Tulugak, who nodded in understanding. "May the light welcome you," she breathed softly, touching her nose lightly to red cheek should she be allowed. Her heart both ached for the woman, yet swelled with new hope; a sapling breaking the snowcrust for the first time. Perhaps she too could find peace in Moonglow, at least until the snowmelt.

She divulged glimpses into life in the glacier village and the raven listened intently. "And what of the prey here? Does it run well?" Would it disappear like it had up north? "Perhaps you are in need of an extra set of hands." A suggestion, light and curious.