Snow fell over my face, I had no protection against the cold. Neither the warmth of a coat nor the comfort of a good to veil my ears from the endless winter. I grimaced, the people behind me.
They who had followed me between thick and thin.
"Y'all alright?" I questioned softly. All but one gave an affirmative shout, little as it may be they were still content. With their hearts pounding a mile a minute.
What we had done, it was no easy feat. One wrong move, one crunch whose noise could wake the monsters within the perfectly crafted tent. And in that wakefulness would be our deaths. I knew that. They knew that.
And so we hurried, hoping to make it to the outpost where we could drop the weapons off and be on our way.
Our feet crunched the snow underfoot in a silent hurry. After my simple question silence reigned supreme amongst our group. Six people, each of them had their own traits, their own strong points.
