Duskfire Glacier may these words be the first to find your ears

That voice, her call, it turned the large wolf’s head to the borders with interest. The earthen colors of the northerner’s gaze scoured his immediate surroundings before he set off at a swift trot and crossed the pack lands.

Issorartuyok was all but heaving from loss of breath, but he approached where the young girl stood at the edge of the glacier and barked a booming greeting to her. The northerner flagged his tail, welcoming, curious, pleased to know that she had found her way there. Issorartuyok wondered if she would have journeyed with him, if he had paid attention well enough to catch that she might wish to join the glacier for herself.

Taktuq, the large wolf called out to her. You are here. Issorartuyok smiled at her and chuckled warmly.