Moonsong Glacier voyager

Her voice called from within the darkness and Tulugak entered swiftly, "Ground-dweller," she greeted amicably, the name pulled from their first meeting, tail waiving as she placed the leg besides a collection of hides that had begun to pile near to where Ariadne was stationed. In case she got tired of dried deer. "You have been busy!" It seemed she had become a budding craftswoman since her last visit! 

Gaze eying the caribou skin that was to be the red woman's next creation, the snowcloud settled next to Ariadne with paws tucked under belly. "You will not get much from their feet, they are better boiled and used for broth." The skin above the hoof was often thin and a nuisance to separate, though she seemed to be doing an excellent job!

"Ah! I sound just like my anaana," muzzle tipped back in a laugh before her features softened to something more inquisitive. "Please! Tell me, how have you been?"