The Sunspire Rise With Me

The mammoth moved at a swift pace, pale white and silver mane flaying in resistance to the frigid draft. Heavy feet trudged along in the snow. If attentive, the footsteps could be easily heard off in the distance.

The Cruor queen was hasty, moving further ahead of her posse. But unlike the others, Vivaan wasn't keen to let her out of his sight.

Mistress.. The man heaved in contempt, coming up near to her rear. A darkly, thick tone laced the word and those to follow. The wind carries. The harder the snow falls, the more challenging our travel will become.

While he would not suggest it aloud, the hint he was making was quite obvious. As night came, they would need to find a place to settle until it cleared — though Vivaan knew all too well Vex wasn't keen on stopping anytime soon.