Duskfire Glacier He doesn't look a thing like jesus

It was unusual to hear a call from the northern edge of the Glacier's boundary; typically their visitors arrived from the southwest, picking their way up through the moraine. This caller summoned Lane across the Polaris Icefield. She too collected snowflakes as she traveled, and by the time she presented herself in front of the new Tatkret, snow brushed over her features in the illusion of a thin, ivory veil.  

"Well, hello." She smiled, shaking the snow from her pelt. "..Another Tatkret, I take it?" she based her guess on the fact that the stranger had called for his brother, and Issorartuyok and Veteran's were the only male scents that lay heavy on this stretch of the border. "Welcome to Duskfire Glacier. The brother you summoned leads here, but he is currently away. You just missed him." An expression of sympathy briefly crossed her features. No doubt this man had been expecting to reunite with Issorartuyok. "I'm Lane, the co-alpha." And the consolation prize, unfortunately.