Duskfire Glacier the pines, the beasts, the frost

maybe a @Lousine ?

The nightmares had begun again.

Satori kept it well hidden from Faust what visions she saw at night. His body, bend and twisted at unnatural angles, throat torn red with fresh blood. It was her Mountain King, and then it was not, his lifeless eyes sage where they should be grey.

Her twitching nose sought lavender, it's calming scent a remedy for her torment as paws forged a deep path through the snow. Where was he now? Often did his scent stray from the glacier and it had worried the druid so, often spending her days foraging and hunting small game to distract her mind from the matter. She soon found what she was looking for in a small copse, ears flicking to listen to the winterbirds chatter as she nipped stem from plant.