Moonsong Glacier And have been cold a long time

They moved toward the burrows, where Dutch was sure they could scare up something to eat. Many pelts had gone to waste since Ariadne's departure, and Dutch was eager to see if that situation could be remedied moving forward. He trusted Eria, nominally, but he would sleep better when he'd seen this skill for himself.

And there was her other task. She had made strides in this one, it seemed. The panther decided then that even if her only contribution to the pack was making Fallen Sun a happy man, she would still have a place among them.

"He is a good man," Dutch reiterated. "And I see he lights a lantern in you." He could not help an answering smile of his own as Eira seemed to dwell on fond memories. "Your children would be provided for not just by him, but by myself, and the rest of the pack as well."

It was soon, but Dutch wanted to know: "Could you be wife to him?" he asked her. "You needn't be certain yet — but if it is in your heart as a possibility, I will stop my searching."