Duskfire Glacier Tungortok

The days that passed had brought a change in the air, a cold that had settled across the stretch of wilderness and gripped its residents tightly. There were some who were invigorated by this shift in seasons and the scent of autumn fading into winter. It would not take long before snow would blanket the hills and mountains. The sounds of the world would be dampened by the weight of ice.

Issorartuyok had just finished his morning patrol of the borders when he began his search for the scout. The deep brown of his eyes scanned the glacier, settling on the few figures he could see mulling about to tend to their daily tasks. The bustle of the village was enjoyable to hear.

Trotting forward, Issorartuyok wondered if he would find @Meerkat tending to the children. Instinctively, the northerner began to trek in that direction. He greeted any that he passed along the way with a proud smile and a swelling of his chest. The man believed it would be a fine day to practice sparring.