Moonsong Glacier like every verse of a living, breathing fairy tale

she would have cavorted along the familiar paths and gone away from moonsong entirely, had he not spoken again. the sense that there was more work to do had slipped from sulukinak's mind; she did not care for the pelts, or the memories of those people attached to them. she did not see any value in keeping these stale remnants around. but dutch wanted them, so...

the girl nods, waits for him, and together they head off to find what little remains.