Altar of Twilight zeit

Rare ever did the northern girl stray from the mountains which she lived, be it this one, the jagged heights from which she was bore or the Nova Peak which she had missed. Though when a call moved through the heavens and carried on by the winds, Elke did not hesitate an instead. That call, that voice, she would remember forever. It was her father. 

So the girl ran. Down the rocky slopes of her home, into the tangled forestry which wrapped around its base like a protective barrier to their fortress and into the twilight valley below. She would see her father there. Leaner then she remembered him to be (after being around so many large Ostrega) and she being much more grown then he would remember her. 

Dad! She cried out, finishing the distance between them in a run and once too him, dancing, nuzzling and licking with happiness.