Despite her still conflicted feelings about the war, Lily had volunteered to help this time. She’d simply stay in the medic tent and help patch up injured folks. But Lezard put a dent the size of Texas into that plan when he appeared in the medical area; she didn’t trust that sorcerer and strongly suspected he had gone behind her back to plant in the park after she’d made it clear he wasn’t welcome. Within half an hour, she was in danger of losing her temper with him and things tended to go flying when that happened. So, it seemed best that she went out onto the slopes to cool her temper and look for any injured people who might have needed help getting back.
Although Lily had seen a fair number of snowstorms and mountain landscapes in her travels, that didn’t mean she was used to hiking up one in the middle of a blizzard. The unfamiliar snowshoes, snow so thick it resembled grits, frigid wind that threatened to knock her off balance and send her tumbling back down the slopes. It had the potential to end even more embarrassingly than the time she went camping with those students in the Swiss Alps. And worst of all, that magical nuisance was still following her!
“Then, I reckon you should have stayed at the medical tent.” Her teeth chattered as she yelled back over her wool coat-clad shoulder. “I didn’t ask you to come with me! And I don’t need your help or your sarcastic quips!”
Turning her attention back to the snow in front of her, the witch squinted at some large impressions on the ground. Were those snowshoe tracks? They were already half-obscured by the falling snow but someone had come this way before… She pulled her scarf closer and trudged on, following them.
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Although Lily had seen a fair number of snowstorms and mountain landscapes in her travels, that didn’t mean she was used to hiking up one in the middle of a blizzard. The unfamiliar snowshoes, snow so thick it resembled grits, frigid wind that threatened to knock her off balance and send her tumbling back down the slopes. It had the potential to end even more embarrassingly than the time she went camping with those students in the Swiss Alps. And worst of all, that magical nuisance was still following her!
“Then, I reckon you should have stayed at the medical tent.” Her teeth chattered as she yelled back over her wool coat-clad shoulder. “I didn’t ask you to come with me! And I don’t need your help or your sarcastic quips!”
Turning her attention back to the snow in front of her, the witch squinted at some large impressions on the ground. Were those snowshoe tracks? They were already half-obscured by the falling snow but someone had come this way before… She pulled her scarf closer and trudged on, following them.