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@Knew and @Gwen

Noor stepped carefully around each bend of the mountain's range, being particularly careful around the edges. The ice showed no signs of giving anytime soon, which she supposed was good for the moment, as a slip up would mean death for the older woman. Inshallah, she whispered to herself in reference to a previous prayer for shelter. It seemed that since Noor had arrived in the Wilds, there had been nothing but cold and hunger. She looked around, scanning the scene for a carcass, though her luck seemed to have run out. She was older and couldn't afford to waste energy on a chase, not that she would've succeeded in these conditions anyway. Feeling defeated, Noor plopped down on her haunches and tried to catch her breath.