Duskfire Glacier When I'm sinking like a stone, at least I know I'm not alone

She is the last to arrive, for which she berates herself constantly as the sickly sweet scent of illness reaches her nose. Nanuk had been reclusive but Uki had merely chalked it up to the grieving process. She had given him space, thinking it was what he needed right now. That was obviously a mistake and she felt guilt settle into her bones with familiarity. 

"Not snow," she murmurs hesitantly, not wanting to contradict but knowing the chill of it on his stomach will likely make him sick. Eating too much snow could induce hypothermia and kill the leader. Uki was unaware of the science of it but she had seen it happen before, the ill freezing from the inside out it seemed. 

"Moss dipped in water," she supplied softly, moonlight eyes flicking between the sisters as if asking if she should be here.