Moonsong Glacier If we run into red full speed

There had been much to do in the past several days, between the hunt and necessary preparations for his impending departure. He was anxious to be on his way and yet also worried to leave; it was true that the pack had gotten alone just fine without him before, but he still did not trust it entirely to remain whole in his absence.

So he hunted still, and he haunted the borders with his dark ears pricked and a gleam of intention in his eyes.

It was lucky that his nose worked far better than his eyes. He smelled Moonglow on her before he saw her, and it gave him a moment to relax the telltale quilling at his scruff. But perhaps the strange but unassuming figure she cut would have been enough to settle him if the wind had been in her favor — he paused for a moment as his gaze fell on her, arrested just briefly by a fit of fancy. He had spoken teasingly of selkies to Raiyuk, but there was a part of him that believes in his tall tales of fae and alien creatures. This young woman appeared that way for a long moment, sunlight catching in the pale gold of her fur. But in the next breath her loveliness was just that: beauty, great but entirely natural.

"Shaanti ho," he called out, his voice more subdued than usual. He navigated a rocky outcropping to draw bear and stand level with her, and then provided then the translation: "Peace be. I welcome you to Moonsong."