There was a moment that sparked within Mahina as Vi spoke, allowing her to leave for the mountain; that sense that the challenge before her was absolutely worth it, and she felt the deep pull of that need to see Gjalla again, to go back to her work as the protector of the Brehn family. She knew it was her true commitment to be there at their beck and call, but...

Don't worry, you're stuck with me, she quipped and gave a grin to Vi, turning back to their shelter and settling against the earth. One ear remained turned towards the howling wind, just in case - and had she really wanted to, she'd have competed with that wind to send her own message up the mountain, but that was pointless. If she had heard Gjalla at all, it was a miracle embedded in the storm.

Once the winds die down I'll try to contact my captain, and we can figure out what to do from there. Three bodies are better than one. Although she wouldn't rely on Vi just yet, she had recovery to think about. Sequestering themselves at the foot of this mountain and waiting out the winds seemed like the best option for now. Are you hungry?