Moonsong Glacier [m] going toe to toe with an enchantress

conquering his fear of bears did seem exciting - or at the very least, promising. val would never admit it, but a coward’s streak ran true in him — he was terrified of bears and the ocean, and always had been. even his dreams of late had been filled with the sound of rushing water, a distant bear’s bellow, and yellow eyes unblinking in the gloom.

was aventus truly the source of chasing all that cowardice out of his heart? val was in no position to turn down the offer: he was alone with winter quickly turning in. he had no support network if he got hurt or missed a meal. as much as he wanted to reunite with his family, he knew forging ahead when winter was nearly upon him was stupid.

okay. val said, glancing back to the veins in the stone aventus was studying. do i have to sell you on how great of a packmate i am first? the list was endless - great hunter, handsome, hilarious… i can hunt pretty well. i know - i bet there are deer in that valley you like… i could help you hunt them.