Moonsong Glacier a dream within a dream

He's made camp somewhere else, by now. The party is over and the bodies dispersed. There is no reason to linger in this place and he knows that his time is almost up — that Germanicus is expecting him and his report sooner, rather than later. He'd gone and found a safe, dry, hidden place for the flower Sialuk had given him; this is a precious gift that he will protect all the way to Mereo.

The soldier has scraped a sleeping place within the shadow of one familiar mountainside, and he looks up at the reaches of moonwoman's hold, expecting to feel -- something. He is not sure what. As his eyes drift down again and he begins to contemplate what to do for dinner - or if he should let sleep take him so that he is rested for his journey in the dawnlight - he senses something has changed. Perhaps it is himself, perhaps it is the very air he breathes; Glaukos doesn't know, but, he cannot rest yet.

As he roams from his camp, he crosses path with a strong scent that is somehow familiar and enticing at once. Without thinking, his path deviates so that he follows the trail all the way to an open expance of ice and stone, where he sees a red figure ricocheting. The movement entices Glaukos further, and he lopes close, hanging back with only the barest reluctance borne of habit.