Spotted Eagle Mountain They're throwing bottles at your house.

makono gasped once more.

she was almost too tired to laugh, sides aching from the joy and the mountain air. she almost didn't notice the giant man gesturing them onward elsewhere. only catching him by following the gaze of her fellahin. his gesture not lost entirely upon her.

she steadied herself with a deep breath, curving their path that way.

are you ready?

perhaps makono herself was feeling a sudden sense of fear and anxiety.