Duskfire Glacier siku tasiq

She too, had picked up the trail of the lynx. That was days ago, and it had eluded the wolves now. The feline was likely moving in to make itself at home, as if sensing a change. Already, the still intact scent at the borders was beginning to fragment. Issorartuyok and his scouting party had returned, with news. With eyes set on a new home.

Through the chilled rain which clung to the fine outer hairs of her coat, Keyni investigated the call. Not from within the lakefront territory, but outside. For though she was an ally and a friend to the Glacier (thanks to her former residence in Moonglow), she was not a pack wolf. Not at the moment. She still smelled of the Glacier, having stayed nearby to assist her friend Lane, while Issorartuyok was away.

Making her approach from the side, so the outsider might see her coming, she called in a soft chuff. Heavily insulated paws padded easily through the snow, drawing her closer. She appraised him. White fur. Green eyes. He made for a striking specimen, she thought, with a soft swish of her tail. Swiftly, she cleared such thoughts. Very much brought on by the season and the rise in her own hormones. The Tundrian stood close, but also afforded him ample space, while gazing out over the lake. "It is a stunning view, is it not?" She tipped her muzzle his way. A soft sigh followed. "If you are looking to join, I wouldn't count on staying around too long. The land...it is barren."