Duskfire Glacier light

Taktuq couldn't quite tell what Lane was thinking behind the tight curve of her lips, but she was glad when both Lane and Tuuluuwaq met her desire to join them, despite the hardship of their situation, with positive reception. Taktuq dipped her head in a bashful thanks to Lane's praise of her own character. Truly, she lived in pursuit of such qualities as loyalty and trustworthiness, and she warmed, knowing these things shone through even to strangers such as these wolves of Duskfire.

"Your blessing is very generous," Taktuq acquiesced with another dip of her head, though she hardly thought she would need to use Duskfire's good favour as it stood with her departure, for she counted her pledge as binding. One she loathed already to break. She noted the way Lane and Tuuluuwaq looked at one another, interacted with each other. Taktuq felt a little grin slip over her face. "I count myself lucky to have Duskfire," she said with a soft smile to Tuuluuwaq, then to Lane, "and I trust I, too, shall find my happiness here."