Otter Creek — mithril —

it was less than a day's walk to the place tavina had prepared: a snowy bower beside the little creek, the ground where she had first met nala.

she had brought pelts of white to cover the earth, to warm them. and she had asked senmut to keep nala distracted with one priestly task or another, but to listen for her summons.

she went ahead with @Gucci, helping him slog through the drifts where it was deepest. offering him a robe of deep pale rabbit-fur once they had arrived, she glanced around the glowing little bower. "well? do you think she'll think it lovely, vizier?"