Worth It

Natiel decided to just call her Sol, and she was fine with that. She nodded a bit as she gave herself a second to catch her breath. She was very close to reaching the top now. Her muscles ached from all the effort it took to hoist herself up this far. Solveiga may have had a little frame, but that didn't mean that climbing this thing was a piece of cake. She couldn't wait to get to where Natiel was, so she could just relax.

And just as that thought entered Solveiga's mind, the other woman asked her what exactly she was after that was worth all the climbing she was doing. "Basically the rest of the continent," she said with a breathy laugh, letting out a little grunt as she pulled herself over another ledge. "I spent some time... traveling the island south of here..." Another pause to catch her breath. She was determined to speak in coherent sentences.

"...and I'm back now. So I had two options. I could either travel through those nasty briars or endure a bit of a workout by climbing through the fjord. I'd prefer a little fatigue over having thorns in my paws any day." Not to mention the time she'd ended up with thorns in her butt, and that sweet healer from Celestial had helped her take them out. No, that was a memory she could safely lock away, never to think of again.

But then, a minute later, Solveiga came to the moment of truth. With one last oomph, the petite woman pulled herself up and found herself finally on even ground with the one she'd been talking too all this time. She was a little ruffled, and definitely out of breath, but she'd made it. "Hey," she said simply, laughing a bit as she weakly sat down to rest from her workout of sorts. Now she could finally see what this Natiel looked like. She was a pretty girl, about the same age as Solveiga, and not all that much bigger. Her coat was unique, and Solveiga would have been distracted by it had it not been for her lovely blue eyes.

"Nice to finally meet you, Natiel," she giggled.