The first step

Though their case of study was quite commanding the sound of his hooves upon the icy terrain caught the doe’s attention. Her golden eyes found his lush green, like summer meeting autumn. She was a bit young to have dropped a fawn this year, so she had the freedom to explore and use her mind for actions not pertaining to keeping her offspring alive. Besides, the season was one of bounty and plenty, there were no deer that starved in the springtime.

He couldn’t argue with her assessment, however little grass they would find inside didn’t matter when their curiosity was being satiated. To him it seemed like this place was in a state of perpetual timelessness. The area had to stay mostly frozen to have covered the small mountain structure with ice so thickly and for so long.

"No, I’ve never been here.” He admitted to her as his features lifted to the impossibly tall spires. "There isn’t much food even during the warmest of seasons. Perhaps in the summer an entrance will melt, otherwise I suspect it to be solid ice.” He had been wrong before though, maybe if they looked hard enough one would open to them.

"Speech"