Emberflame Ridge Negotiate a peace, or negotiate a time and place

For @Iolana

The fae remained close to the mountains despite despising the climb; she was hoping Clem would find herself upon the ridges once again, on a dry and peaceful night such as the one on which they'd met. The skies became cloudy after that, blocking the few rays of sun that still found them in winter and thus snuffing out her hope that she'd see her friend again. She knew they were destined, knew that if she ever needed someone to confide in it would be her, but for now her journey continued.

'ver the peaks and down sacred tunnels, the spirit weaved a way to the outside - away from the parapets of stone that kept her from spreading her wings. Loinnir found no problem in this, soaring for once high above to guide her to the emberflame ridge.

The forest was dense and it smelt of charcoal, but through the trees she saw the places she wanted to be, the places that held her destiny.