Duskfire Glacier everyone hail to the pumpkin song

A familiar voice sounded over the glacier. The large wolf drew his head up and stared in the direction of the water intensely. That was Meerkat’s voice, so Issorartuyok did not have any intention of ignoring it. They had made plans to engage her fighting ability and to help teach the children how to grow into well-rounded adults.

Abandoning the prey cache that he had been working to expand and shape, Issorartuyok ventured toward the summons on swift paws. The steady trot sent his thick coat bouncing along his shoulders. The nip of autumn on the air was pleasant and cool.

When Issorartuyok arrived at the meeting place, his gaze fell first to the pumpkins. What a curious thing, the northerner thought with a flicker of a smile. His chocolate gaze slipped then to Meerkat, and he stood tall. This will be enjoyable. He just had a good feeling about it.