Duskfire Glacier You're a natural

She had barely finished her nod when the slender male slipped and fell on the ice. She looked at him, concern briefly gracing her normally stoic features, but decided to let him figure it out. He would have to learn to get around on the ice if he wanted to live here. If she had fallen in front of a potential leader, she certainly wouldn't want any help getting up, so she didn't move to help him. She did, however, finally speak to ask, Okay over there? her tone half teasing and half serious. He seemed okay, but she wanted to lighten the mood a little in case he felt embarrassed after his moment of clumsiness. 

She scanned the horizon for any sign of her brother's approaching form, but still did not see anything. She wondered what was taking him so long. He was just as protective and territorial as she was and would normally be quick to meet any newcomers to the territory. Maybe he was patrolling the opposite borders or something, she deduced, as her future packmate came to stand beside her, seeming to have figured out how to move on the ice.