Duskfire Glacier sons of liberty

For @Wayfarer

"Hey, wanna go on a patrol?" Veteran asked his sister, whispering so that only she could hear. If any of the other pups heard the word "patrol" they would all probably try to jump on board, and he kind of wanted to spend some time with just his sister. With mom gone again, he and Wayfarer had been grouped in with their half-siblings for going on two weeks now, and as social as Veteran was, even he had reached his limit for how much childish drama he could handle. 

When the pair had broken free of the group, Veteran breathed a little easier. "When do you think mom will be back?" he asked her conversationally. Duskfire Glacier's eastern border was in eye shot now, and Veteran's glacial gaze tracked along the Permafrost Hollow's distant treeline.