Duskfire Glacier the phantom pain

Dione hadn't visited the glacier often after Darukaal disappeared, not too interested now that familiar faces had cleared out. The entire Taiga had seemed to go quiet for a time, good for hunting but not so good for her social life.

It was the assumption that she was utterly alone that left her nearly shocked when the scent of a stranger met her on the trek into old packlands.

Pushing away her disbelief, she stalked through trees and dewey grass until she spotted him; dark-coated, blue-eyed, scarred, and just smaller than herself. She pushed out a huff. Well, you aren't quite familiar.

There was no hesitation in her tone, only curiosity.