Duskfire Glacier Weeping

The glacier existed near enough for him to return with a frequency.

Nobody had been here in some time, at least not permanently. He wished to keep it that way, so he pissed about here and there with intent to mark the area as traveled. A loner crossing through was of little concern.

Like the pale beast up ahead. He watched her from a distance with softly narrowed red eyes. Unconcerned with what she thought of his staring.