With that, Tanner stepped onto the ice, testing his weight before committing to the climb. The others watched, their hearts in their throats as he slowly ascended the icy wall, the makeshift hooks digging into the surface with each painstaking pull.
The journey was treacherous, the ice slick and unpredictable, but Tanner moved with a steady determination, driven by the desperate need to reach the cub. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Tanner reached the ledge of the iceberg.