Brigid has her dead to rights. 

Maybe she's getting used to her.

Learning what makes Ling tick. 

It's a fascinating study.

And Brigid is a dedicated researcher. 

She's learning the joys of discovery.

Ling's honored to be her teacher and guide here.

Couldn't ask for a better one.

Apart from the dragon and the bones, their trip across the tundra is mostly uneventful, apart from spying a two-headed hill giant clubbing a mammoth to death.

Not many temptations to stop and get distracted, at least. 

Obvious ones, anyhow.

The landscape begins to climb upwards, plains to foothills to jagged peaks and beyond- Wintergrasp. It's wide and open, mostly flat compared to the surrounding terrain and the even taller mountains backing it to the north. It shows signs of having been a very large lake at some point, though water levels have receded such that there are now several smaller bodies of water scattered around.

She can probably afford some time to investigate the lay of the land through the Dragon's Pulse... It'd even possibly be tactically useful.

Should they camp for a while, then?

Maybe a little bit...

Better to be rested before going into the mountains, anyway. She'll find a spot.

Good girl.

(Brigid is beginning to find she would do quite a lot to keep Ling saying that.)

(Not an outcome she objects to.)

There aren't any perfect options, but Brigid finds a place next to a bend in a stream near some trees.

A good option nonetheless.

Yeah.

Brigid will set up while Ling does her thing?

That sounds like a fair distribution of labor.

Yes ma'am.

She'll turn to her initial investigations, then. 

The first thing her investigations reveal is that there is a very magical vault buried nearby, and it's using the latent energies of the land to conceal and protect itself, though with the lowering of the water levels these protections seem to be on the verge of failing.

She investigates them as carefully as she can - she wants to get inside without causing undue damage.