Duskfire Glacier Dawn

"Not at all," Calida said, tail swaying slightly as she gave Rye a small smile. She set off on her route again, heading northwest towards the ice field. "So, how does the morning find you?" she inquired politely as they patrolled; their borders were clear, and she was finding no trace of strangers or other threats, though given the state of the taiga, it wasn't altogether unsurprising.