down the mountain in my lil wheelie car

Jynn was headed back to Auster on a clear, cool winter day. The sky was a lovely soft turquoise seeming to fade to white on the horizon courtesy of the mist. She worked her way along the mountainous path that wound along a mass of sharp gray stones. She could see pine trees near the bases but what most caught her attention was the rich blue river that wound and cut its way right through. The Fjord was gorgeous. The view simply took her breath away. She leaned up against the deep bark of a scraggly pine.

A familiar howl rang through the mountains, calling for a challenger. A challenger? Up here? Curious she followed the sound to the hairless dog, Sunder, she'd met previously. He'd whooped her in their last race. "Hey there, can I snag a rematch?"