Duskfire Glacier their dreams lie shattered here

As she waited for a strange critter to crawl down the trunk of the naked trees or emerge from the fog with news, or intentions of taking her with her lost siblings she barely noticed the frail woman dragging herself to stand. Bazi was not even half the woman Maera remebered her to be; her immaculate white coat had been stained with a dirty yellow that simply hung from her body like a rag, and her eyes though they remained as blue as the sky were now dull and empty. Like her, Bazi had gone through the same road to hell, and was now crawling back -- like hopefully the fire child would.

Squish.
It sounded awfully familiar yet strange in the woman's mouth. Her sweet voice had not been spared from the damage that the harshness of being alone could do. With the broken feather still dangling from her lips, Maera brought her ears towards Bazi.

She sniffed the air curiously, while stretching out her neck to look into her eyes deeply. Then as the not-so strange stranger she filled her lungs and splattered Maera with her drool, all the pieces fell into place. She didn't even mind being showered with saliva, hell it was the best feeling she'd had in a long time.

With an exasperated gasp that sent the feather flying to the ground and a small whine of joy she launched herself to her former Alpha's feet, covering them with wet kisses and happy tears, "BAZIIIIIIIIIII" she managed to shout between it all.
She'd never thought she'd get back what she had left behind, but for a moment she felt like she could have it all -- at least Bazi.