Wick and Seff consulted around their campfire, just outside the other end of Yagarth. Within the midst of cold season, crackling heat was welcomed with open arms. If they could have wrapped themselves around the flames then they would have done just that, but sitting as close as possible and letting their eyebrows burn was the best they could do. Moon laid unshaken by the low temperatures and slept behind the two of them, which provided them with a soft and comfortable back support. It had only been a few hours since the loss of Quigsy, which meant there wasn't much talking going on between people. Yewki knew at some point they would have to discuss what had happened though, so they could move on and focus on whatever awaited them in the days to come. He walked close to the flames and wipe
