Duskfire Glacier northbound

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@Gjalla had been true to her word. she'd led svalla away from where she'd crashed into blackfell, further north where thick pines slowly gave way to nothing but tundra. her heart still burned with rage; she wouldn't forget blackfell's cowardliness anytime soon, but other matters were more important. the moment they stepped foot onto the glacier, she'd smelled him. his scent marks, coupled with the pikes placed around the borders. rotting heads sat atop the spikes; a warning. she sneered. it seemed like he'd carried at least one tradition from hrafn here.

she stood tall as they rolled to a stop, head swinging to regard the stormy woman beside her. they hadn't talked much, if at all, but she was aware that Gjalla had a fire inside of her, too. whatever rift she caused between the woman and her cowardly man, she did not care. blackfell had it coming, and for this she would not apologize. she would not chase the bastard down again.

"thank you." she murmured toward gjalla. it was all she would receive from the wildling woman.

turning her eyes forward, she inhaled a sharp breath. breathed it out into a song; calling upon @Faust, should the bastard be listening. a storm of emotion waged inside of her, as she wasn't sure if she'd meet him with tooth and claw as she did to his cousin, or if her sorrow would win against her rage.