Chimera Fields out there

This was the place. This had to be the place! She could absolutely positively feel it in her bones!

Or, was that just the feeling of climbing and descending another mountain in such quick procession from the last? Because she could absolutely positively feel the burn in her lungs as she recovered her breath from exploring the glacier just to the north of her now.

Ma said the land before Easthollow would look like this - forested and fielded with ice looming large over distant meadows. If she tracked south from here, she was bound to find them! Her extended family, and the stones marking the lives of those who had already moved on. It seemed like a dream. Two long and lonely months seemed nothing now compared to the few short days that would likely feel forever as she closed one chapter of her little life and opened the gaping blank pages of the next.

She had not traveled far into the fields when Pidge found the boy. Larger than her, as most tended to be, but youthful. Another yearling? His grey fur reminded her of home, for so many of them were grey, and she let her paws carry herself towards him, hazel eyes bright and welcoming.

Hey!

The scent of multitudes rose from invisible boundaries just beyond him. Or was he inside them? She didn't know the scents here well enough to distinguish which were his and which were not, and she jumped to conclusions, though pa had warned her rather uncouthly what a donkey she'd make of herself if she didn't learn to listen instead of making up answers in her excitement that seemed fitting on the fly.

Are you from Easthollow? She just couldn't help herself! Pa would be besides himself, but he wasn't here, so why bother thinking about that?