Moonsong Glacier rises the moon

Valiant did not plan to stay long, but he would remain until he got the chance to bid his cousin farewell. Not that he was hastening along the panther's trail; rather, he took his time picking his way along the borders, wary from the news that had been so recently imparted on him.

The sound of another's approach raised his hackles, but when the scent that reached him was feminine, the isbjørn let himself relax once more. Even if she did not belong here, he had never met a woman intent on sowing evil.

"You're in an awful hurry," he noted as they drew level with one another. There was a silent question — Is something wrong?