Duskfire Glacier from embrace to embrace

Times were lean at Duskfire. The harsh mountainside and bitter cold made large game prefer the warmer South, spoiling the pack's chances at a good meal. A few times they had attempted a hunt and thrice they failed. The mother was desperate to find a meal for her child, wanting to fatten Maera to the point of indulgence.

Yet, this new scent she had stumbled upon rendered her astonished. It was impossible to be who she thought it was... right? The umber man appeared betwixt the trees and her jaw parted in disbelief. Tuwawi, he murmured with an exhale. "Týrr!" Tuwawi barked, expression pleasantly surprised -- a rare emotion for her troubled days. A dear friend and Duskfire founder had returned... and his presence added to her peace of mind.

She marched towards him, unaware of his deeper sentiments, and eagerly scented his cheek, shoulder, and back. "Where have you been?" she chimed in a spirited tone, "it is good to see you!" Momentarily she forgot the streak of violence that blemished her personality -- too wound in reveries of a better past.