Ice Mountain

The Ice Mountain is much smaller than Wolf Mountain, yet climbing up it is far more difficult and shouldn't be attempted in winter. Some creatures collect the shiny stones at the peak of this mountain for necklaces.


Aratamete paced around the small shelter as Ice talked to herself. He had pretty much tuned her out, his voices loudly screaming at him. He was annoying, stupid, immature, lazy. He shouldn't be alive. He wasn't worth it. He looked at the fem with blank eyes, nodding. He would find wood and bring it back, have her light it, because he was too pointless to have such a skill. He walked over beside her. His ears were up, his tail still, his aura was completely dark and cold. He didn't want to talk. He shouldn't be able to. He slowly walked past her, spotting some dead branches just above his head. Within an instant, he gripped it in his mouth and tore it from the tree without effort. Walking back to the cave he dropped it in the small pile. Arata turned his head, watching the wolfess for more instructions.


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