Duskfire Glacier come on, dark star

Slowly, Ulloriaq found clarity where confusion and disbelief had once clouded her mind. Taqtara had attacked to kill. To end her life. 

Throat tight, her eyes threatened to spill with tears once again. She knew she deserved it, but Taqtara had not been able to - why?

Why? Why?

Through the eyes of her heart she saw warmth inside of her glacial sister. It glowed dully beneath a blanket of rage, but it was there. Perhaps, Ulloriaq could make it latch, could nurture it back to health...

Jadedness returned; she would say no more lest the fear return. "Let us find a place to sleep the night," her voice was thin and tired as she struggled to her feet.