Duskfire Glacier Weeping

The glacier wept in the heat of the sun, and Zahir had to take care to not trip over slippery patches of ice. She travelled westward, tail held high and blood eyes on the horizon. She had no plans today, and no meal to catch, thanks to @Reyson helping her with the doe. It was oddly freeing. She had time now, and no idea what to do with it. Zahir continued on, scenting the air. She was alone, at least, for now.