Duskfire Glacier itkaktuk ⨢

The man was pleased to see her smile. He nodded his head in agreement. It would be a time to honor friends and to be close when closeness was necessary. The loss of the glacier’s founder would be met with a dinner in his honor and a celebration of bonds with the wolves of Moonglow. Issorartuyok could not think of a better way to send the man off.

I should like to say the feast is to honor the glacier man. His death should be acknowledged by his people and we should send his spirit away with good food and the company of good spirits, his voice was reverent, serious. He hoped that Kukutux would be fine with this. He did not imagine that she would object to honoring Wintersbane.

His sons will be hurt by this loss. I am unsure how to make it better for them, Moonwoman. They will be sure to resent me, as I stand where he stood.

Issorartuyok had not wanted to overwhelm her with his worries, but the thoughts weighed heavily on his mind since he had been given the news of the deaths. The glacier needed to come together. Winter would be difficult if there were any hostilities between people. He was still very much a stranger to them.