a giant?

Noah

if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died

With Wessex's hesitation behind them, they moved onward. Noah pressed the trio up the mountain, eyes changing to take form of his feline shift and gaining their keen ability. After a while, Eira lifted herself back to the skies, golden eyes able to take in much more from her vantage point. Noah stayed silent, following the signs he and his companion had scouted and trying to keep himself ready to react.

To say this was the most terrifying act Noah had performed to this point in his life would be too accurate.

Never before had he deliberately sought out such a dangerous creature. Ursur, sure, but even his intentional battles with them had not been until he gained his polar bear shift. when his spirit lifted to give his body the ability to match the predators, he was able to face them without fear. Now, some form of trepidation and caution clung to the back of his neck.

As time went on and their climbed further, it grew grey and hazy and the snowflakes grew fatter and heavier, clinging to them with wet, thick relentlessness. Finally, though, a groaning echoed out from a cave before them, and Noah stopped, raising his hand some to signal to Wessex.

then I'm willing to
wait for it