Permafrost Hollows tu akela hi nahi hai

a scent began to waft through the labyrinth, and his nostrils flared, taking it in. a young woman, somewhat familiar (couldn't be the one he'd ran into in the bracken woods, right?) and alone.

he chuffed, breath fogging slightly amid the ice that surrounded him.

who's there? he called out, lifting his chin.

if the stranger was a threat—and you never could tell—he'd rather get ahead of it.