Duskfire Glacier But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be

He was confused, but she took it in stride. Sometimes she was, when she woke up, as well. Sometimes, she expected to find herself waking up in a den, where the brisk mountain air filtered in- only to find herself in the Rise, where the air was close and hinted with evergreen and the fading scent of ashes. 

"We'll go down to the Moraine. There'th evergreenth, they'll sheltuh uth from the wind for the night. It'th clothe." She said. She gave him another nudge; she was reluctant to spend the night out in the open on the Glacier, where they were. The Moraine would be easy travel- a flat path left behind by glacier melt over the years, bordered by tall pines that would protect them from the biting wind.