Duskfire Glacier Sunnguvuk

The young wolf shrunk in size, her ears pressed tightly to her head. Issorartuyok watched her carefully, holding his ground but keeping himself far enough that he would not alarm the young shape. The northerner could not help but wonder how far she might have journeyed to reach their village.

When the child spoke, she almost choked her words out. She spoke the name of the village, bringing the large wolf to an easy stance. The dark brown of his eyes studied her cautiously, but he took two steps forward and lowered his head to where she had shrunk. Issorartuyok sniffed her gently, recognizing the aroma of another village’s claim upon her coat. He wondered if they would be upset that one of their younger members had ventured so far.

This is Duskfire Glacier, the great northern wolf responded gently. What is your name, young spirit?