Tilly was snuggled into you, her face in the crook of your neck. Both you and her were on the verge of freezing to death. Colter was unforgiving, especially with the blizzard.

Trying to find warmth, you rubbed your hands together. Tilly was a trembling mess, her body shaking like a leaf.

“D-d-do you think we’ll g-get off this mountain s-soon?” She shivered.