Duskfire Glacier holding the matches

The man did not want to argue with Lane. He did not agree with the words that she shared, though. It was clear that the people of their village saw true strength in her leadership. Issorartuyok had been a fine addition, but not one that they would seek for their problems.

It was not the time to debate these matters with her. The northerner simply bowed his head and splayed his ears. There was a burning in his throat that was difficult to swallow.

Yes, I will remain in the village once we have found our home. My paws no longer seek to travel. I wish to grow the strength from within, he agreed with her on that, at least. It must have been difficult for Lane to remain behind in the glacier while their prey was dying off and the village starved.

I will return swiftly.

Issorartuyok bowed his head and departed without another word. He wondered if Lane’s approval of him had been earned, or if it was merely a show of her kindness.