CHAPTER 34
Penrys tried to mind-speak Munraz before she landed, but she wasn’t sure how much got through. It must have worked, for he was standing expectantly with Winnajhubr when she swooped in upon them through the falling snow, like some great owl.
“Twelve of them,” she called, with a smile. “Did Najud tell you? I’m going to stay long enough to guide him in, and then go on to Khizuwi and help him get ready. How are you two holding out?”
They’d picked a spot at the edge of some trees, and used long tethers on the horses, not wanting to hobble them and hinder their ability to paw through the snow in search of fodder. The snow under the trees was only a couple of feet deep, in drifts, and they’d trampled out a place for a cheery fire of fallen wood.
“We’re fine, bikrajti,” Munraz said.
