Sun Mote Copse Giants shifting in their graves

Wraen watched Maia's progress, ready to spring away the moment her sister would cause another avalanche and come crashing down at her. No offence to her, but her older sister had doubts she would be able to survive being smashed in a pancake by the combined weight of her bulky sibling, blcoks of ice and snow. She winced, when Maia almost did not make, but then she did.

"Mhmmm..." she raised, placing her forepaws against the vertical wall and craning her neck to explore the surface. "I am not too sure, I am tall enough to make it there," she concluded, got back on all fours and thought for a while about an alternative route and not coming up of anything on the spot.