Moonsong Glacier akiaguk ¤ {m}

His words comforted her; slow and steady it’d be. They would climb the mountain at a snail’s pace, but they would do it together.

She shook her head when he offered to scout ahead. She didn’t want him to go and leave her, even if it was for her benefit. We can go together. I will be right back—I want to get something for us. Ariadne grabbed the raccoon and briefly retreated to her den, and when she emerged again, she carried a buck pelt that she fashioned as a pouch, and filled it with dried meats. She also had wrapped her shoulders with a lynx pelt.

Just in case we get hungry, she said, still holding the bag.