Chapter 1 - The birth
It was a winter, even colder than normally in the ever-white mountains of Winterspring. This day was particularly cold and the sky was as bright as new-fallen snow. Karos Frosthorn was out hunting, as the chief hunter of his tribe, but his thoughts was on all but the hunt. No, he was thinking of his beloved Kara home in the village. She had been pregnant for almost a year and everyone in the tribe knew that time was coming. Even Karos' first born Rouun knew it was near. But the women of the tribe had sent him away to hunt.
Karos snorted and rolled his eyes. Sending the father away on the birthday. It irritated him like nothing else, but he couldn't return unless he carried a pelt to wrap his secondborn in. Karos slowly patted Yarn, his trusty snow wolf at his side as he scouted the surroundings for anything with fur.
Karos might have been getting old but that only made him the more efficient hunter and his eyes were as shar