Permafrost Hollows savakti

The girl cavorted across the snow in an ungainly way, clear to Kigipigak that this was not something she was used to dealing with. She slowed and then lunged, dashing awkwardly across his path, missing him cleanly as she slid on some ice, crunching in to deeper, wetter parts.

Try to keep above the snow. Kigipigak called to her as she adjusted herself. He moved away as he spoke, so that she would have another moving target. You are young and your feet might feel too big. Big is good, you can run across the snow better. Avoid the parts that look bigger than the others: the loose snow is fresh and you will sink through it.

He turned and paced, letting his words sink in while he moved around her.