Moonsong Glacier mamiji

"i hear you, ice woman," chakliux jested, though his eyes were filled with eagerness for the climb. "today we will see if this place has what you desire."
upwards, to the left; the seal hunter glanced down toward ariadne, raised his paw in a wave, and was gone from her sight in a cascade of frozen snow.
it was slick, a layer of the flakes upon the hard ice beneath. stunted trees clinging to the edge of the glacier were where chakliux set his claws, to mark the way back. here the wind keened in knives to cut eyelids. but upward he always moved, in a zig-zagging trail that refroze behind him.
the snow-wind cleared eventually; he blinked and shook the frozen bite from his nape, eyes widening to behold what was before him. 
tall peaks of blue ice had marked his way to the top of the glacier. a large forest of green-needle trees sprawled to the right. to his left, more jagged stones of white and azure led to a cold lake teeming with fish which throve only in such temperatures.
chakliux, stunned and excited, threw his gaze upward; above the water, gigantic sentinels stood with their branches outstretched above cliffs dotted with soft moss.
it was here that the sela hunter found ariadne's caves: four mighty entrances interwoven with rooms of their own, each cave interconnected so that one might not need to leave to reach another. chakliux measured each, finding that the size of each space ranged from fifteen to twenty paces across, with ceilings that reached high. the smallest had an archway facing away from the elements, which intrigued chakliux. no one had lived here before that he could see, and when the man exited the caves into the bright paleness beyond, he heard the cry of seals in that enclave of icy water, perhaps resting here before they returned to the ocean.
he tossed back his head in delight and shouted all this to ariadne.
you will have your village.