Duskfire Glacier have at it

she couldn't sleep. there was too much going on, too much wrong, that the peaceful slumber she normally enjoyed eluded her. so the healer paced the glacier, enjoying the feel of cool ice against her pads, the chilly cut of winter wind through her pelt. a dark shape in the near distance caught her eye, and she wandered toward it, wondering. . .

they were all pale, she thought, save Currituck. who was this ebony stranger?

sorry to disturb you, Tahani said softly after she had given the woman a chuff, padding toward her with a gentle yet wary set to her shoulders. yours is a face i do not know. are you new to the glacier? having been so often among her family in recent days, she did not even think to use the common tongue.