Ankyra Sound a blackout oath i swore and meant but couldn't conjure up again

Raleska watched, gaze distant, as Tux lurched for the snow. The moment their sides ceased touching, she was surprised by the coldness that lingered along her flank. The sudden exposure.

She moved dumbly, stepping past Tux to where a bank of small icicles had frozen; runoff from a nearby sequoia. Grasping the ice in her teeth, Raleska wrenched it free with a crack. Bringing it back to Tux, she simply looked out at the coastline, gaze tracing from cliff to distant stacks with a sense of overwhelming loneliness. "Maybe. Maybe not though. It all seems so stupid now." Ironic, wasn't it? Once they had fought tooth and nail for their right to be here, as Drageda had fought tooth and nail to extricate them.. and now, no one remained at all.