Duskfire Glacier find me where Cernunnos makes his revelry

Ears pinned as laughter ricocheted through the trees. He was right; she was weak here. Amongst the men, she stood out like a sore thumb. "Faust will have your head if he finds you left me here to die." An exaggeration, perhaps, but Satori knew it granted her the best chance of survival.

The newcomer asked of her accident. "The eastern forest. Caves, plenty of them - under the ice. Some you can't even see until it's too late." Her patience too was waning, shame coupled with the need to inform the pack of the hazardous terrain. 

"I need to get to my den." Steeling herself, the druid staggered to her feet. If he would not help, then so be it. She would drag herself there alone.