Duskfire Glacier A cinematic vision ensued

Tuuluuwaq's voice carried across the territory, and Lane lit immediately out over the glacier. She knew that her feet brought her swiftly toward news that could very well be bad, but anything at all would sound sweet to Lane's ears as long as it was Tuuluuwaq's voice doing the speaking. 

If there was a group gathered at the border, Lane didn't notice. Maybe it made her a terrible leader, but she had eyes only for one. 

When Tuuluuwaq came into sight, her gleeful barks loosed wildly into the air. She would not quiet until she was pressed against his side, wiggling, whining, running her muzzle across any part of him she could reach. She had no words yet, all she could do was press her body into his as she radiated joy.