Little Goat Mountain So close, no matter how far.

Her name on his lips, and her own curved upward in a smile. It brought warmth ro her breast to have been recalled by him, and she thought fondly of their hunt the previous Winter. As do you, she purred in response, and reached to nudge the chilled furs of the seal-hunter's cheek in appreciation to have been found by him.

Ciri shifted, wishing to be free of the biting cold, and encouraged her pallid companion deeper into the hollow. You are far from home, are you not?