Journey on Wolf Paw Mountain

[Christoph]

“Well, the only reason she’d fall asleep is because she’d be so tired afterwards,” Chris retorted, with a grin full of exaggerated smugness. “And of that, you should be jealous.” He highly doubted this, of course. They had been very good friends since they were children, but there was nothing to suggest that their relationship was anything but platonic. It was probably why they felt comfortable joking about topics that many others would deem “inappropriate.”

“Right, what’s say we hurry to those trees,” he suggested, picking up his pace even though he was now tracking through snow several inches deep. He collected one last branch of firewood before the first large, fluffy snowflakes danced their way down to the forest floor. The amount of snow falling began to increase, making visibility suffer. “Let’s see if we can’t get there before it vanishes.”

At least the wind had slowed down -- wait... no it hadn't.