Emberflame Ridge Broken Compass

For the first time ever in her young, short life, Malila had found that her world was completely ripped apart. Kaisteloki had crumbled, their members scattered to the wind. Her father had long been absent. Her brother, Mohe had gone missing. Worst of all, Blizzard conditions had overtook the land. These were no passing snow storms. This was monster, that seemed to go on and on, un-relenting. Traveling was risky at best.

But not all was lost. Even as the remnants of dried tears stained her cheeks, a familiar figure hovered at her side. Through it all, Malila still had her mother. Speedy. The nurturing and loving female she had known all her life, remaining a constant, even now. Deep in her young heart Malila somehow knew that her mother would never let her down. Never let her fall to ill. 

They had crossed through rugged and unfamiliar terrain. Weaving their way through the looming mountains of the Sunspire. The going was tough on her young body, her paws used to much softer, more forgiving earth and grass as opposed to the icy stone. Huddling close against Speedy's side, she peered up at her with an uncharacteristically pitiful groan. "It seems to go on forever. Will we ever make it out?" She complained, unaware that they were just cresting a ridge that would guide them through a slightly more forgiving but hardly welcoming patch of forest.