Duskfire Glacier While Oi'm 'ere

During the months that they knew each other, Kaskara had grown fond of the chocolate-colored male, weird accent and all. He was strong and sure, a wolf that could be counted on. She wondered why a handsome and able-bodied male such as himself didn't have a mate, but part of her knew that the grief he spoke of some time ago was partly to blame there. Plus, she didn't want to ruin their friendship by asking such a harsh question.

"Thank you," she said softly, pulling herself into a sitting position near him. They were camping out in a copse of trees near the glacier's borders, not too far from Bazi, in case she needed anything. Kaskara would rush in if there was so much as a bark from her, the borderlines be damned. She would risk life and limb for Bazi, no matter the consequences. "You're a good wolf, Kieran, and I'm glad you're part of my pack, my family." She smiled, looking into his dark green eyes, and hoped he felt the same.