Duskfire Glacier You can run on for a long time

The chill of the ice never quite reached the man as he sat, aside from the slight tingling in his toes he relished the heat. His breath caused a fog with each exhail, and the cool air helped to clear his lungs of the humid air the resided outside. It was an odd think for Siarut to comprehend, the idea of being cool when outside was still so warm. In the arctic it was fairly cooled all year round, not that he had noticed until he had ventured south. 

The sound of footsteps approaching, echoing of the ice walls gave the pale man pause. Turning his head toward the sound Siarut found the hovering form of Samothes just outside, and a chuff was offered by the other man. "Come closer." Siarut called as the chuff continued to echo further into the caverns behind him. Sia had no desire to venture from the cool cave, so beckoning Sam closer was the only option. He couldn't make out the shivering of his fur, or the craze of his gaze just yet.