Moonsong Glacier the place I want to be is somewhere in your heart

The panther was relieved to know he could still call her Tulugak, but — "It does suit you," he said quietly, a hunting look in his eyes. She had renamed herself for her father, but she had changed it also as she came home to him.

Dutch did not want to speak of Ariadne; it was a tired subject for him, by then. He was done being angry at the misdeeds of a girl barely come into womanhood, led astray by an older, wiser man. What had come of it had come, and it had been toilsome until this moment, where it all came to click-click-click into place. Even so, he understood that it was a newer hurt for Tulugak. He hadn't warned her before she left, not wanting to give her another thing to worry about. They paid the price for it now.

"I would listen to your words," he assured her, "hurtful or no."

At her promise, Dutch felt again that swooping, magnetizing pull. Even in the midst of weariness and grief, she shone like starlight in his eyes.

"My heart name is Arjun," he told her, apropos of nothing. "It is what my family calls me when we come together. It means, dawn bright, silver-white, lightning strike."

He would call her Ulloriaq unless it was at a time like this, when they were alone together.