Sawtooth Spire wild kids

Nah, he answered Heda’s question, his shrug lost in the motion as he ascended. I’ll visit some other time. We’re here to see snow, not sand.

They were here for her. This trip wasn’t about Caracal or his family, except that he was admittedly using it as something of a distraction regarding some complicated feelings of his own…

What about it? he asked dumbly when she mentioned water.

He pulled up short, breathing hard, muscles ticking with the exertion. Caracal was quite used to climbing, though they’d barely stopped moving since leaving the summit days ago.