Clara got off the dead deer, scanned the area briefly, and continued to climb the mountain at a jog.

As Clara continued to gain altitude, she saw more and more patches of snow, trees changing from hardy sort to tall, majestic evergreens. Still Clara continued to climb. The sun began to rise and Clara slowed her pace, now looking for a sunny spot to rest.

She found one in a small clearing among the evergreens and sat down on the hard ground. It was very cold, but this area was at least cleared of snow due to the direct sunlight.