Several Weeks Later…
LERRIN
Lerrin rolled over and stretched, but quickly pulled his arms back inside their furs.
Winter had set in and the air outside the cave was bitingly cold. They had worked for the past two days building a barrier for the cave mouth—one of the tent sheets, branches, dried grasses—to insulate the inside against the growing cold. But this high in the cliffs, snow was no longer a rarity. Lerrin had been hunting to make more furs, and Suhle already had two hides from the massive alpine Ibex spread on the rocks outside for the sun, birds and insects to clean.
They would survive this winter, Lerrin was certain of it. Suhle's preparations for their flight had been remarkable. If they were careful with their tools, and the Creator blessed him with a few kills before the snow settled, they could freeze the meat to bring them through winter.
