Duskfire Glacier Sunnguvuk

The large man chuckled at her response, pleased to hear that someone so young would have such aspirations. Issorartuyok had always valued the protectors and the young who strived to protect. He may not have shared a village with the red-streaked youth, but she was swiftly making a positive impression on him.

You have a protectors spirit. Have you a mentor in your home? Someone who might teach you the honorable ways to defend your village and its people? Issorartuyok inquired. The chocolate of his eyes was focused on their path, but he would occasionally glance down to search the young girl’s face. She was sleek and sharp. He felt she would make a formidable opponent, if that was the path she selected to follow.