Exploring the areas surrounding the hunter’s pack on the Rise, Lycabas came to the base of a snowbound mountain as afternoon turned to twilight. His eyes traced the long, steep slopes, past the trees, up, up, up, until he could see nothing but stormclouds.
Snow’s coming. It’ll be heavy.
The boy sighed, plowing forward to seek shelter.
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