King Elk Forest It's a cold winter.

he hears mato behind him distantly and stiffens slightly, feeling a wave of anxiety at the thought of the morwinyon arriving only to find his grandfather dead in the snow. but burke responds to his nudging, lifting himself up - delight's heart breaks as the elder collapses forward again, asking for help. "gotcha, hey," the nénar says, voice firm, moving to help lift him up from under his chest. he glances at mato expectantly, indicating for the other to take burke's other side so they can guide him up and out of the deep snow.