Horizon Ridge Niptaruk

Lane's path back home was all guesswork at this point. She knew that the route around the mountain chain would take longer, but she was willing to make that trade if it meant she wouldn't have to haul her six-weeks-pregnant self across the mountains.

After briefly visiting the ocean in a calmer part of the bay, Lane had retreated back inland, hugging the edges of the barrier forests and mountains. All of the wind, sand and salt wasn't really her cup of tea. The views were nice though, and she could think of worse ways to travel. Knowing she was about to be cooped up at the Glacier for who-knows-how-long after Wintersbane's kids were born, she was attempting to savor every minute. 

The sun had long since sunk into the ocean, and Lane had climbed up the mountain ridge just a bit, searching for a nook that might shield her from the winds as she rested for the evening. She expected to turn inland tomorrow as she rounded the ridgeline, beginning the last and longest leg of her journey home. Bidding farewell to her oceanside strolls would be bittersweet, she imagined.