Redtail Rise A living shrine just for you

The grotto behind her, the glacier rising like a giant bicuspid in the distance, Sanja followed the wind. She hadn't found any reason to stay anywhere for long and would pass through to the moraine, where hopefully a herd could be spotted.

She discovered along the way, a familiar scent (@Prophet); the memory of the rugged man's embrace lulled Sanja in to a more relaxed gait. There were other scents - stronger ones - which made her rethink her path.

A glance along the rise, searching for signs of life, or a path to safety if required; she saw enough to make her worry.