In the mountains

While Artorias continued to have his diplomatic discussions with Víðarr and Tenshi, he turned his daughters loose to (respectfully) explore around the snowy mountain and entertain themselves. Ember couldn't have been more relieved to be dismissed from the boring sitting around and talking, so as soon as she was set free, the little dark-furred girl sprung to her paws and tossed her cloak back around her neck before heading for the mouth of the cave. She wanted to go see all the snow again, since the only snow she had ever seen down in Auster had been little more than the occasional flurries right when her litter had been born.

Trotting out into the cold Boreal winter, Ember's long legs and tiny paws immediately sank down through the frigid powdery snow like it wasn't even there. She gasped in surprise, that shock soon turning to wonder and amazement. It was so deep and so much different from the flurries back home! With an excited grin on her face, Ember bounced forward into the snow, crunching a path through it with enthusiastic leaps. It was reeeeeally cold, but it was also so much fun to see somewhere so radically different from her family's castle and fields. After a few minutes of playing out in the snow, Ember glanced back to the cave, noticing that neither Dusk nor Clove had followed her outside. Oh well. She never minded a solo adventure. Making sure not to stray too far from the cave entrance, Ember walked through the snow to the nearest ledge, peering off at the surrounding world. They weren't even that high in the mountains yet, but already the view reminded her of the windows in her parents' bedroom. She could see for miles!

"Ember"