Duskfire Glacier stir fry

The stranger greets her and she smiles something lopsided, shadowed by overgrown limbs and floppier-by-the-day ears. “Ya!” she shouts, rushing up to the other woman. Of course, she hits a patch of ice that sends her face first into the ground but she’s back on her feet the next instant. She doesn’t really know what she’s been told but the lady knows her name and asked something in such a sweet way, there is no denying her. Her tail beats rapidly back and forth, waiting for instruction.