Ariella
"Didn't you say it was over the next ridge?" I grumbled in a puff, careful of my footing on the cracked stones and rocks that lined the mountain.
"It is," Vort grunted back, raising his hand and gesturing. "It's there, little miss."
I chuckled at his name for me, almost sure it was an insult, but he always said it endearingly. I then scowled heavily, looking at what he referred to as 'the next ridge'.
"That's a canyon, not a ridge." I pointed, shaking my finger slightly at the enormous gap that lay between the two rocky paths.
I looked up at Vort. And kept having to lean back to meet his swirling golden eyes and the ivory tusks that gutted out of his lower thick lip.
"For an Orc, you sure don't know a lot about mountain terrain," I noted, seeing his thick black brows sc
