How interesting.  The scent was growing stronger, quicker than it should have been growing.  It wasn't proportional to how fast she was moving.  Was the creature with the light really coming towards her?  Was she so lucky?  The possibility that she was truly that lucky delighted her.

She jumped down an outcropping of fresh-broken rocks, and the scent seemed to buffet her across the face.  It had to be close by.  She began looking around wildly for any sort of movement.  The earthquake she had caused hadn't crushed and killed the creature she was looking for, had it?  She would have been infuriated.  Before she could entertain that dreadful thought, she noticed something.  There was some odd, metallic sound coming from down the mountain.  And where that sound was, she smelled the light, the strongest yet.  It was there, somewhere before her, among the falling snow.

( [@NecroKnight] )