She started pacing around me like a predator with its prey, careful to stay behind the ice. I swallowed, following her lead, keeping her in front of me as we turned in circles. I searched our surroundings for anything, any idea at all. Then I saw it. There was an opening that was smaller than the others that I thought I could still fit through. When she came back from behind the ice wall, I dashed for it.

She screeched, coming after me. I slipped through, avoiding the sharp tips that were centimeters from my back. Even though she couldn’t fit under it, I saw her grin cruelly as she approached slowly. She put her hands on the thick icicles, intending to snap through them to get to me, but she had barely touched them when a dozen tiny icicles rained on her head from above, some of them managing to draw a little blood. Apparently all the ice in the glen was connected like a spider web, and the slightest disturbance, the littlest vibration, could have some unfortunate consequences. She hissed, but her smirk returned as she realized her advantage. She unfurled her wings and carefully dodged the icicles above as she quickly approached my side.

I was ready for that though, so I slipped back through the opening to the other side. She landed where I had been only a moment before and snarled before launching herself into the air for a second attempt. I slid to the other side again. She was enraged. We did our dance one more time before she screamed with fury. I didn’t know what else to do- I guess I was just hoping that she would get bored and find breakfast somewhere else. But she had had enough. Faster than I would’ve thought, she clawed at the dirt underneath the opening, lowered herself, and began to struggle through, ignoring the spear-like tips as they scratched her back.


I yelped and scooted away. I was about to dash when I heard a great cracking sound and watched as all the ice in the glen came crashing down. It sounded like a thousand glasses shattering. It was overwhelming and unexpected, so I fell into the fetal position and shielded my head, refusing to open my eyes as ice struck the ground all around me. Finally, all the tinkling and clinking stopped as the pieces settled, and I could only hear my gasps. I didn’t want to look up, afraid to find my numb self impaled with ice, or a hungry monster reaching for its meal. But I did eventually look around me, and saw that neither of those had or would happen.

Since I was in the middle of the glen with no branches hanging over me, the ice had missed me- the Gretzan had been beneath a large bough… I gasped at the sight of her and turned away, but I spotted the cause of all the destruction. Blue perched on the limb above her, a resolute look on his face. I had thought she just bumped the ice while trying to get to me, but that cracking sound had been too abrupt, as if someone had kicked the ice. It had been timed perfectly as well. I don’t know how he managed to climb that tree without affecting the network of frozen water, but I didn’t care at the moment. I was just so glad he had my back.