Nimbus Summit bakkova

for @Issorartuyok/@Lane/@Tuuluuwaq, any/all! please let @Bartholomew post first then all good <3

being away from the island refreshed heda with how far she had gone from her packland.
she and he headed west, and at the mouth of a bay, she turned their path toward the ruined forest of sentinels. beyond, a plateau, and beyond that, a swamp which marked the start of the hinterlands.
she hunted as they went, catching meals for herself and bartholomew. the land shifted into recognizable terrain at last. it was a place of true beauty, and heda looked for birds along their path.
but the gaiety she had carried from the — their — island faded as the days fell to a close and opened upon a new morning, until at last the proud great summit was visible.
heda stalled them into another afternoon, making a great fuss about camp and eating, but the number of times she looked toward atautsikut might have told anyone of her inner frenzy. she slept not a wink that night and the following morning she killed three ducks upon a creek and asked him to carry one.
heda led him up the slopes of volcanic ash and to the borderlands marked by strong paws. here she fidgeted, arranging the trio of white birds in the dirt before she finally got up the courage to call, to ask for someone she could tell goodbye.
silence fell. heda looked toward bartholomew for steadiness.