Moonsong Glacier terra

"No snow," she grinned, "and the spirits still sleep." Tulugak too kept her voice at reasonable pitch - loud enough to be heard but not so much as to disturb the glacier more than they unwittingly had.

As the adrenaline began to wore off, the snowcloud thought about the best course of action. The red woman had made no move to climb and for good reason too. "I will come to you, it is safer to talk that way."

For she had just demonstrated how experience meant nothing when it came to careless mistakes, loath to let another follow on shaken confidence. Leaving her perch, she began a careful descent until her paws touched solid ground again.