Nova Peak and sailed to troy,

Unaware of the tension her chieftain's name had inspired, the she-dog only smiled brightly in return -- recalling the names she had been given by the youthful shadeling. "Chacal's anânaks," she interjected in a quip of familiarity, tailless, splotched haunches giving a small wag. "Ah, mothers," she added in the common tongue. "Imaq meet Chacal when she comes to the Glacier, jah," she explained, knowing it was unlikely that the yearling had mentioned their brief encounter.

"Ah, no," and again the dove grimaced in apology. "Imaq of Ivory Rose before Wintersbane. Imaq of no one before that." 

"Sagtannet," she tested the word on her tongue of tribal flavors, "here before?" The cur asked, remembering what the woman had said a moment before. She could only imagine that the clan who claimed the Peak had been allies or rivals to capture the dark stranger's attention so.