[ A tense moment passes where he thinks Nero will take off. He's well aware he's no match to stop the boy if he does. Then Nero stops, and Geralt relaxes.
One problem resolved. For now.
He nods towards the eastern side. Up there. They'll find a cliff or an overhang that direction. True, he can try to manifest a cabin, a tent, but. So far, the Horizon has not been yielding to his will. He'd rather duck behind a wall of rocks. Not as though he's with a human. They're both sturdy enough in a storm, he and Nero.
He begins to trek up the snowy hill. It's rough, slow, but soon—Geralt leads them towards a pocket between the cliffs. Shielded on three sides. It'll do. They can block up the entrance with rocks, build a fire within. ]
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One problem resolved. For now.
He nods towards the eastern side. Up there. They'll find a cliff or an overhang that direction. True, he can try to manifest a cabin, a tent, but. So far, the Horizon has not been yielding to his will. He'd rather duck behind a wall of rocks. Not as though he's with a human. They're both sturdy enough in a storm, he and Nero.
He begins to trek up the snowy hill. It's rough, slow, but soon—Geralt leads them towards a pocket between the cliffs. Shielded on three sides. It'll do. They can block up the entrance with rocks, build a fire within. ]