Duskfire Glacier come on, dark star

South. It was everywhere she loathed to be. There were mountains here, glaciers even, but they were small compared to their northern cousins. Nothing about this land excited her, except for one thing.

The shape of a wolf stood near in the snow and Taqtara's lip curled in anticipation.

Her scent was unmistakable.

"Tulugak!" A roar erupted over the glacier as the mercenary charged towards her kin, teeth outstretched as they reached to find purchase on the ravengirl's shoulder.