Sawtooth Spire wild kids

caracal far outstripped her. heda had been on bedrest before and had not been so apt at climbing even prior to that. she had slowed down and stopped below him, and whistled out a breath before she answered. "we should get a drink," she chuckled breathlessly.
the young wolf again began to haul herself up, paw over paw.
eventually the ground leveled. heda lifted her head, toward the cold zing of snow that hovered in the air.