Duskfire Glacier i can charm dogs

when he finds her, she is ...doing something with some sort of creature's skin ( fur ? ) that wintersbane takes absent note of but does not focus his full attention to. iana, he rumbles his greeting, waiting for her to face him. she does not, tending to ...whatever it was she was doing. he gives a soft clear of his throat but elects to speak to her anyway, even if he finds it a bit awkward to speak to her back.

there'll be cubs in the coming month or so, or at least he hoped so. and i've been thinking about your offer. he decides to get right to the point, having never been one to tolerate beating around the bush. like his father, he was a blunt man, a razor's edge glinting in the peak of a cap. if it still stands, i would like to promote you to beta.