Moonsong Glacier terra

A soft smile too settled on the face of the snowcloud as she melted into Ariadne's touch. "It is as you saw," she nodded in regards to the dangers of living on a glacier. "Even an experienced climber can lose their footing." Though the red woman had soothed her doubts about prey, it was imperative she found a safe place for her settlement. "Usually the foothills make for great iglus." After all, there was a sense of duty in making sure things were done properly. If only Taqtara was here.

It was as if Ariadne had read her mind as the topic  shifted to her home village. Muzzle formed tight lines as she thought of what to say. "They move south as the season progresses. It is... a difficult situation but I am confident they have enough stores to last the winter." It had been a while since she had begun her journey; she only hoped that her father's words had been true. "Once the snow melts and I return, I shall tell them all about Moonglow." Pulling back, eyes shining with apparent excitement.