Duskfire Glacier Endure and survive.

She was tired. She was always tired. The little Duskfire felt herself nod off here and there, lulled by warmth and comfort, but the movement of her brother beside her jerked her back to reality each time.

He nudged at her head, reached to taste her, but she was too little to understand if there was any meaning behind the gesture. Wayfarer simply accepted it, and was once more tempted by slumber as she Nestled in close to Veteran's downy furs and began to doze.