Sawtooth Spire A Little Push

It pleased him to know the warm places existed in numerous portions of their territory. His mate was a creature born for snow. He tolerated them, but if he had to choose, he preferred the summer months. A location like this offered the best of both worlds. A place for them to stay warm while also providing space for them escape the heat and usher themselves into the full embrace of the wind. For the winter, this place seemed perfect, but he was not yet convinced. What else did this area offer them that might satisfy their year-round needs?

He'd seen enough of the steamy underground river. When Tonravik turned towards the surface, he was right behind her. There would be time to explore each area more fully, but for now there were still other mysteries to unveil. Where would they sleep here? Where would they drink in the summers. The sauna below was certainly a treat, but he was curious as to what more this place had to offer.