Shadow Mountain and not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes

Stag's embarrassment swiftly shifted to excitement (in that smoothly shameless way only a kid was capable of) as his mother mentioned when the snow cleared she would show him how to navigate. This sounded like a whole new adventure - his eyes lit up and his jaws parted in a smile as he envisioned what fun that would be.

As he suspected, his mother had been ranging for his siblings. Stag's countenance temporarily faltered. He missed his siblings, but he had long ago given up - he had neither a mother's endurance, or a soldier's fortitude, for such a hopeless task. "Do you think they miss us?" Stag piped up, looking out to the storm with observable melancholy. He hoped where ever his siblings were, they thought of him as much as he and his momma thought of them.