Owen looks in her eyes, seeing something in them, something sad. He lays a hand on her shoulder and gives it a light squeeze. "Should we keep dancing? Or do you want to keep your toes safe from being crushed?"
"It's going to start getting snowy fast, so be ready," Aydri advised, breath puffing in front of her. A howl echoed across the mountainside. "Oh yeah. And avoid being too loud, don't attract wolves."
Aydri rubbed her hands together, pulling on some gloves. "Now, we work our way up." The mountain stood, looming over them like a parent confronting their child.