Shadow Mountain This Trecherous Safety

Massaraq.

It was a name that sounded as familiar as it did foreign to him. And he was suddenly reminded of the strange word Massaraq had uttered before. Hanze studied the icecap wolf for a moment, turning over the assumptions forming in his thoughts. Who is Ki-valuk? Friend? Family? Patron saint?

He had more questions, of course, but one thing at a time would have to do for now. At least this way he could judge whether the wolf was concussed or not.