Moonsong Glacier crush

Curiously, his gaze lifted to scan over the woman's shoulder. None seemed to accompany her, although she carried the scent of strangers with her alongside the heady cloud of her season. His mind darted at once to the evil one he had failed to kill; the rut whispered to him that Sialuk was not safe, and therefore should not leave his sight.

"I am," he replied, "Although we are no longer a moon village without a moon daughter to lead us. My name is Dutch, of the Morningside line."

He was fairly certain their lines did not intersect, and it was the same unreasonable instinct that urged him to point this out to her. He pushed such thoughts away, doing his best to focus on their conversation.

"Is everything well at Moonspear?" he pressed, unable to decide if she was being pointed or evasive by not jumping right into her reason for coming. He assumed it must be dire, if she was here in the height of her season rather than in the embrace of her family.