Sawtooth Spire klettern

"from the very top of the mountain, vhere the clouds touch the earth," he rumbled back to elke, throwing up snow with his muzzle and burrowing childishly into its cold embrace. "very nice." teeth glowing in an appreciative smile. "vonce upon a time," mahler began, laying back upon the snow, "there vas a little girl named ... elke."
a chuckle. "and she lived in a very hot place, and there vas no rain. or snow," he went on, fixing his daughter somberly with his lavender eyes. "do you know vhat she did?"