A night of howling wind and snow buried all sounds. The next morning, the clear sunlight shone on the soft dry snow, which was perfect for skiing.
"Chief Divine! The noble lady of the Mountain Part... she's truly an expert skier!..."
Exploration Captain Zuwaro emerged from the warm leather tent covered in snow, his face tired yet reflecting a hint of reminiscence. He staggered in his step, sinking knee-deep into the snow and struggling to pull himself out, just in time to see Warrior Captain Stonefirm emerging from a nearby leather tent.
"Huh? Stonefirm, what are you doing here? This is the tent camp where the Mountain Part women live... What happened to your neck? Is it a local wolfdog's scratch?..."
"Uh... Chief Divine bless! I'm here... to learn the Mountain Part's language... No... I mean spreading the teachings of the Chief Divine... Scratch? What scratch?... Ah! Captain, let me sound the assembly horn!..."
