Duskfire Glacier /waɪld/

"I don't know, though I don't think so!" UV replied. She bowed her crested head gratefully when Scarlett lowered herself to the ground. It really was much easier to talk this way. "He wasn't as friendly as you!" Ultraviolet added, which was the truth. She had enjoyed conversing with Aesop at first, though he hadn't been able to hide his predatory edge from her, nor hold his tongue in the end.

Scarlett told her about Duskfire Glacier. "Is that what it's called?" Ultraviolet exclaimed admiringly, turning her tufted head nearly sideways to look up at the great glacier after intuiting that the pack must be named for this monumental landmark. "You should see what it looks like from up in the air! It's so beautiful!"

Her beady eyes returned to the she-wolf's face. "Nope! We're a resident flock. Some of the jays move to higher elevations in the spring and fall to breed, though they always come back down in wintertime. It's too cold all the way up there!" Ultraviolet exclaimed, giving her body an emphatic shudder as if to emulate shivering in the cold.

"Do wolves migrate?" she wondered, cocking her blue-black head.