Jonathan felt almost numb as he trudged through the snow, trailing behind the two elder Fae. They'd been extremely patient with him and his slow pace, at least that's what he'd thought. Until an oversized grizzly bear had appeared, and they told him to get on it's backside.
The whole ordeal had taken Nic and Maevis over ten minutes, but they had eventually convinced John that riding while they flew would be much faster. It'd been a terrifying experience, but Jonathan had stayed on the bear's back, and didn't get eaten when he dismounted. He felt woozy and disoriented, but at least the traumatic experience had given him a temporary reprieve from his pain.
