Duskfire Glacier and anything before is nothing

She watched him with an intrigued gaze. She imagined he made easy work of moving the earth with his strength. Far better than if she had been the one to do it.

Yet...she figures she should do something.

Iana moved away from his work to a few places where she found it fit to mark. Along the bark of a tree, on a simple patch of snow, over some bushes. Wherever she could manage in a way that felt like it would make the message clear to their smaller intruders.