Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter IV
Again and again, he remembered the fire in frostmoon, and he revived the horror of what he had suffered that night... and his heart shrank more and more, oppressed by an anguish that couldn't be described with words.
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter V
He didn't know where they would go when they let behind frostmoon, but... at the moment, they had to get out of there. -hang in there, cub -he asked him, quietly, ignoring the pain he felt due to all the inactivity days -.
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XI
It would not matter to him if you were here or in frostmoon. from the beginning, you have caused him nothing but trouble. it's not that you aren't useful, but you're a burden to him -he spat, unable to contain himself -.
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XIV
And i do not think you've recovered yet from what happened in frostmoon... loki instinctively took a hand to the scar of his face, but smiled. -wow, look who is talking.
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XII
Apparently, it was not such a bad idea as he had originally thought, because inside the wagon he had found lots of spears, of different sizes, that could easily replace the one lost was a couple of nights in frostmoon.
Kindred Flames: The Start of the Hunt
She turned at the sound of her name to see the mother of the kits known as frostmoon, padding towards her.