Phoenix Maplewood Noahtakmiut

The terms were acceptable. Issorartuyok bowed his broad head with a wide smile, pleased that Wintersbane had agreed to such a thing. The northerner was not so certain why Meerkat had been worried for the men to meet. Perhaps she had anticipated that Issorartuyok was more violently prone than he let on.

A tour from the glacier scout, yes, he rumbled with a chuckle to the tan-coated girl. The northerner knew better than to disrupt the flow of the leader any longer than he had. There would be time to talk with Wintersbane after Issorartuyok had settled into the pack and found a rhythm to his role there.

Lead the way, scout. The northerner moved to bump his thick muzzle against the girl’s shoulder.