Heavy ringing footsteps tolled through the snowy landscape.
Asahi, Primrose, Ignatius, Grandpa, Trid, and Stone-faced Stephen sat and saddled on Ames, running from the incoming threat. For such a size, it was not expected to run this quickly. It was almost as if the creature were a wolf, opening its delusional maw and swallowing and devouring them fully. Asahi clenched tightly onto Ames's black ears as the whole group sat on the giant kitten, taking them up the icy slopes. Then, given a brief time, they dismounted the kitten and stood at a flame spire blazing through the impenetrable ice.
"Looks like we are far from it now," Primrose said, feeling the wind blow against her face.
