Sawtooth Spire But time makes you bolder

@Mahler if you have time, AW otherwise
back dated to early morning, 6/10

She had woken before the sun as usual; that hadn't changed no matter how much rest she got the previous day. She had briefly considered eating something, but quickly dismissed the thought when her stomach turned just from the thought of food. Eating was still a challenge for her for whatever reason, and she assumed that was why she was struggling to put weight back on. 

Her energy was slowly returning, though, and before she wasted too much of it that morning, she decided to climb into the higher elevations of the territory. She knew it would be cold up there, and that gave her more energy even as she began to tire after only making it halfway to her desired location. Even as thin as she was, she still hated the summer, and she would indulge in anything that provided a cool escape. 

She could feel the air get thinner and colder, the higher up she got, and that only spurred her forward despite her dwindling energy. In the end, she never made it up as high as she had intended, but she didn't really care because she found what she came up here for: snow. It had only just started to cover the ground when she finally gave up her trek, but it was enough to satisfy her for now. She found a particularly deep pile against an evergreen and plopped right down in the center of it, releasing a contented sigh that came out as a white puff around her face. The cold felt good on the muscles made sore by the exertion it took to get up here. 

She let the cold seep in and yawned sleepily. She had used most of her stores to get here, and her eyes began to get heavy. Within minutes, she was sound asleep in the snow; it was probably not the best idea since she might eventually get too cold before she woke up, but that wasn't really on her mind as she slipped into a peaceful sleep.