Snow, rocks, trees, occasional feces, a few scratches here, a few there, and maybe an occasional battleground were all Aoni observed as he was led further down the mountain.
And with each passing mile that went by without any action, it was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep Glacia behaved. After all, she's just a baby, so her getting bored easily was bound to happen.
It wasn't that he didn't want to let her run around and play in the snow; this was new land for her, wide open and ready to explore; however, the underlying ever-present danger was more than enough of a reason to keep her close.
Just when Aoni was about to call it quits and say it was time to head back, Anthony suddenly stopped in place, causing him to bump face-first into his older brother's back and allowing Glacia to wiggle free of his grasp.
