As the blood-orange haired girl hiked up another hill of snow, glancing up at the almost-unreachable peak, huffing softly and taking another step forward, adverting her eyes to the ground and shutting them, trying to block out her consciousness's doubts... or 'Badeline' or short...

Badeline: "...darling~... you saw that peak... you can't do this..."

Madeline keeps her eyes adverted to the soft snow, squeezing her eyes shut, thinking of the feather to calm down, and muttering her mantra softly

Madeline: "...just breathe... you can do this..."

Badeline frowns softly, poofing beside her, snarling a bit and glaring down at her, crossing her arms, floating almost like there's no gravity around her

Badeline: "...you think a feather can stop ME...?! ...maybe another mental breakdown will do the trick~..."

Madeline dashes forward as Badeline hovers forward, stomping in the soft snow, weaving around random boulders, trees, and old ruins, before Madeline loses her curving around a large, old tower, panting softly, and crumbling to her knees, shutting her eyes and whimpering softly, before she glances up and sees a small ploom of smoke stringing in the sky...

Madeline stares at the ploom of smoke with teary eyes, before hesitantly making her way up the path to the mysterious smoke, deciding to try and find the cause...