Tal grinned back, comfortable in the company of a kindred soul who knew the joy of a good run over the snow and the freedom of the empty Tundra beneath the open sky.
"By sled? The western Fangs," he replied promptly. "Not over 'em, but the far side of the Sea." of Glass, rather than the ocean beyond the mountainous barrier that surrounded their Deepfrost-locked corner of the world. "There's still a few tribes out there. They move with the herds an' they've all got their seasonal ranges. Deliverin' supplies to them and bringin' back their trade goods has kept me busy most seasons for the last few years." No small part of the job was just finding them, if the herds deviated due to some seasonal abnormality or ecological shift in any given year.
"What about you?" he asked back, lightly tugging on Boreal's horns in a distracted way to keep her entertained. "What's your favorite place on all Caido?"
"By sled? The western Fangs," he replied promptly. "Not over 'em, but the far side of the Sea." of Glass, rather than the ocean beyond the mountainous barrier that surrounded their Deepfrost-locked corner of the world. "There's still a few tribes out there. They move with the herds an' they've all got their seasonal ranges. Deliverin' supplies to them and bringin' back their trade goods has kept me busy most seasons for the last few years." No small part of the job was just finding them, if the herds deviated due to some seasonal abnormality or ecological shift in any given year.
"What about you?" he asked back, lightly tugging on Boreal's horns in a distracted way to keep her entertained. "What's your favorite place on all Caido?"
