Moonsong Glacier shining twilight

Ariadne pushed herself up and sat when Seal arrived, craning her neck to get a good look at the young woman she didn't recognize. Although there was no familiarity, the scent of Moonspear was upon her; a moonsister, regardless of whether or not they knew each other.

Yes, she answered, squinting against the light outside. I am Ariadne—please, come in. It warmed her heart to hear that Sialuk had sent medicine, and she was grateful for her older sister's generosity.