Duskfire Glacier i'm cauterizing the veins you lacerate

@Sega is surely near, her trail would guide him, yet she did not glue herself to his strong side today. Intent on finding something for them. A hunter’s trail or a temporary shelter. It feels as if she might have found both, only to come across another masculine scent. One that did not belong to the man she had come to know as company, as safety.

She ought to be wary.

Instead she restlessly pressed on.

If either man is near, she did not hear them. The glacier held an eerie silence that felt as if it meant to encourage her away. Flee, traveling girl, go back to brighter lands with songbirds and autumn’s arrival.

She might have if she had not spotted the behemoth. Her innards writhed with worry for herself. A dark giant that seemed as if he had been chipped off the mountains around them.

She really ought to go back to Sega, to safety, to known company.

Her breath hitched and she froze.