Moonsong Glacier evermore

Ariadne’s joy was infectious, and the rabbit was temporarily forgotten by both as they began to trill with happy whines and sweeping tail wags. Fjall felt full up in that moment; full of contentment, full of optimism, full of life. Of course I will, he laughed. There is plenty here that cannot be seen from afar. I can tell you what I have found so far. There is a river – though how it stays unfrozen is beyond me – and there are a few forests with some of the thickest trees I’ve seen. Remember those shadow-woods we got lost in after you found me? And we had to ask that isle-wolf for help? The trees kind of remind me of that.

He paused in thought. Oh! There is a very big rock on the ridge, he gestured through the den-wall towards the northeast stretch of glacier-land. It is half covered in ice, but it is tall, and it could be a good place for gatherings, or- or moon-singing. He seemed excited about this in particular.

Near there are these very large caverns, as well. Three, I think. But I- Fjall hesitated to explain that he’d been too nervous to explore them on his own. I’m not sure what is inside them yet.