Duskfire Glacier Katinngak

Veteran's paws hammered the ice of glacier as he flew toward Issorartuyok's call, determined to arrive before the other children. Issorartuyok was his mentor, had been his mentor all along! It wasn't fair that now that all the other kids were vying for his attention, Veteran had to share!

A victorious smile lit across his face as Issorartuyok came into view, and Veteran saw he was alone. And the winner is... Veteran Duskfire! 

Veteran slowed his charge to a walk as he came within speaking distance of Issorartuyok. He butted the man's chest affectionately with his head. He also reached up to lick his mentor's chin a few times, in a gesture of childlike reverence. 

So thrilled was he with his imagined victory, he did not immediately notice the tenseness of Issorartuyok's bearing. He did not surmise that this gathering was for any purpose other than for some kind of lesson which Issorartuyok meant to lead. Hunting, perhaps, or scouting. Once the other children arrived, Veteran would learn more.