Duskfire Glacier In the car outside

She waited for the young wolf to come to her side. The hint of brine she'd caught before swept toward her on the wind, making her nose wriggle. They weren't too far from the ocean, but it was clear that this girl- who couldn't have seen much more than 6 moons, Qaniit guessed- had come from a coastal region. 

"There," She murmured, as though to applaud the girl for being brave enough to step to a stranger's side. She squared herself up a bit so she might better shield the young wolf from the wind, being mindful not to step closer to the girl lest she scare her off. Whether she chose to trust Qaniit enough to move closer was up to her. 

Through the sidewinding wind came a figure who called out to greet them. Qaniit bobbed her head to call the attention to herself; the freckled girl seemed shy so she would speak for them. "Mmhmm, I did." She affirmed. Lane introduced herself, so Qaniit bowed her head once in return. "I am Qaniit Tatkret." Her pale yellow gaze danced with mirth as she expected some form of recognition. "I believe I track my brother's scent here...You've seen a man named Issorartuyok?" She asked. Immediately thereafter, she chuckled. "If Tatkret is an unwelcome name I will go. But the young one here needs shelter at least until the storm passes." She said.