Just a Note; sorry my chapters are always so short! I don't know why, but for fanfictions I have the hardest time writing long chapters! Hahahaha, :) well, enjoy! And I will update again soon (I hope) ;)

She was no longer on the mountain. She wasn't even flying over the mountain. She WAS the mountain. From the frozen earth to the swirling storm and spiraling blizzard. She was aware of how the waterfall poured over the rocky cliffs fiercely, unwilling to become frozen in place, wishing to flow freely- gurgling up from an underground spring. Breathing in- although she wasn't technically breathing- she blew the storm bigger, making it grow. Black clouds covered the sky, blocking anyone or anything to get in or out. Steepridge was a part of her. She knew where a snow fox was buried in its den and where a grizzly bear slept in its cave. From where Wolf guarded the secret cave to where the alaskians huddled in their homes inside the city and she could hear the quiet whispers carried on the wind.

"Angel."

"We must all be in danger if she is using our last line of defense."

"How long will this storm last?"

"Until the danger's past."

"Or until there is nothing left she can do."

"Or until a worse danger comes upon us."

Angel heard all these whispers, all the voices carried upon the wind. Worried cries, whispering over their predicament. One whisper caught her attention. It was very quiet as if coming from far away.

"Tear down Steepridge. Pull it apart. We have to find him, he's still there, I know it."

Angel listened to the voice, aware of it, but not sure how to return to her body. Not sure if she even cared. Being the mountain dulled her perspective and comprehension of such things. It made her aware of everything at once- so the one voice was almost lost in the flood of things she was aware of. But then, she heard the voices in the cave. Nervous, scared, alone.

Blinking her nonexistent eyes, she concentrated on the voices inside the cave. I can't leave them. She thought to herself. I have to protect them- have to wake up. Have to get out! I must become me again, and pull away from the mountain. But how? As she concentrated her thoughts together, slowly, the mountain and the voices faded and she realized that she was blinking her actual eyes.

Looking over at her, fire reflecting in his light blue eyes, Daniel exclaimed, "Momma!" Both Xiwang and Danny turned towards her, surprise written all over their faces. Shaking her head as if to clear it, Angel stood up. Cutting the connection with the mountain had left her weak and dizzy, and as she stared at the faces in front of her they grew more and more blurry. She wasn't sure what happened, but her vision went black and she felt herself hit the floor.

Jumping up, Daniel hobbled over to Angel and checked to make sure she hadn't hit her head. Sighing in annoyance, he chook his head. His white-blond hair bobbed around his ears as he turned towards Xiwang and demanded, "Get the smelling salts sis, she passed out."

Nodding, Xiwang did as she was told, letting her blind hands skim the shelves, looking for the tall thin bottle. Danny tried to sit up but gave up with a yelp when the gashes in his sides twinged.

"Stay down." Daniel commanded with a scowl. "We have enough trouble right now without you opening those cuts back up.

Wincing, Danny nodded. "What's wrong with her?" He asked curiously.

"I don't know," Daniel's face was plastered with a worried expression as he gently brushed Angel's golden hair behind her ear. "She's never had to use her connection with the mountain before. We don't know the side effects." Taking the smelling salts from Xiwang, Daniel waved them under Angel's nose.

A couple minutes later, Angel cracked her eyes open. As she made as if to sit up, Daniel held her down. "Yeah, no. Stay down Momma. We don't want any more fainting spells. Tell us what happened."

Raising one eyebrow at him, she shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. A scowl creased her gentle face as she growled, "First thing's first. I haven't eaten in over three days. I want bacon."

Snorting a laugh, Xiwang shook her head, "Only you Momma, only you." She was still giggled as she went to fetch a bunch of frozen deer bacon from outside.