Swiftcurrent Creek and mistress of the snow

Esperanza. Bazi had not met her yet, and perhaps never would - by the time Scimitar called the Swiftcurrent wolves to meet, the healer's scent would be thin on the ground.

"Not for me," she clarified, "For Paarthurnax. You saw that she's pregnant - right?" It was rather blooming obvious at this point. Bazi, on the other hand, was nearly concave beneath her thick fur.