Rising Sun Valley a backlit canopy with holes punched in it

If it wouldn't have given her away, Echelon would have dared to smirk when his course altered swiftly. She heard it in the snow that littered the ground behind her, heard how his footfalls took after her own. Shortly thereafter came his inquiry, leaving her to cast a look over her shoulder at his dusky form. She played it entirely innocent, casting an expression of confusion initially before turning her attention to the path she was taking. And then abruptly, Echelon allowed herself to stop.

"What glacier?" she asked, as though she hadn't the faintest idea what he was talking about. Perhaps he'd indulge her by giving her all sorts of information, but if he didn't and he had seen her before, well... she supposed that was really going to be where the rub came in. For now, it seemed better to play ignorant than try and wheedle down the miles before she really would have to veer off to avoid a collision course with the well-marked borders of the Glacier. Either way, she was certain he was some sort of outside sentinel. What kind of pack needed an early warning system, anyway?