3/4 of event 2 for Barasa obviously her companion is an arctic fox
The fox and begun to trust Barasa as the days wore on he was young and impressionable, it was his first winter and he had never known how long the winters could last he was not yet a year old but the time was nearing.
He was a good hunter but with prey scarce and the snow too deep and the ice too hard he had come to rely on Barasa for food which was how she won his heart.
Barasa had grown used to have the fox as a companion and had named him Thorri, meaning frozen snow, since he had come in the harshest storm she had ever been through.
The two were survivors and Barasa and Thorri, had pretty much seen through the worst winter that had ever befallen the land in living memory.
The fox was optimistic and he never failed to lighten her sometimes dark moods she would never have thought it possible taking on an animal which she had once seen as prey.
As they ran through the snowy mountain passes she knew that they would have to set up home somewhere but where was the question she smiled at the fox who was tiring from the long journey.
"Come, Thorri lets find somewhere to rest we'll sleep and continue our search tomorrow."
She slowed her pace waiting for the tired fox to get his breath back it had been a full out lope for him to keep up with her and now he was almost done in his tongue hung slack from his jaws a small whine left him as if in answer.
She started to look around for a suitable resting place before curling up under an overhanging ledge, Thorri soon flopping down beside her curling up his tail wrapped around his nose as he succumbed to slumber.
Barasa smiled, yes she was definitely becoming soft that was it ah well she had to admit she kind of liked it.