Nova Peak It's like an apple of temptation

@Taikon

Her favorite place to be was high up in the peak, and since she didn't really sleep much as a rule, she found the worn trail and followed the familiar path as high up as she could go. When she wasn't searching the borders for intruders or tending to the caches, she could be found in her spot high up in the mountain. 

The air was crisp and cold up here, but she found the feeling comforting; it was as close of a reminder of nights on the glacier as she could get without actually going there. She found her favorite ledge—the one that looked down the mountain and across their territory—and settled down in the strip of moonlight that peeked through the clouds. She was often alone up here, and she never minded that. It was quiet and she could sift through her thoughts in peace.