Moonsong Glacier sistermine

There had been much activity, as of late. Visits from Kukutux and Valiant had filled his spirit, and news of his father — even old news — had buoyed old hopes. He trusted that Aditya would find him here, and perhaps all that would come of it was a hug and some catching-up, but Dutch had learned to treasure these things more than he resented them.

He was only exploring when he came across the stranger. Unused to protecting borders, he did not consider whether or not the man belonged here. He only saw the downtrodden, exhausted sag to the man's shoulders before a decision was made.

"Come and eat," he said as he drew near enough to speak without raising his voice. His dark brow was furrowed in concern, and his usually jovial features were sober as he wondered what had put the stranger in such a dismal state. "There is fresh deer meat. We must not let it waste."