Goodness only knew what inspired Carletta to travel north where the winds bit colder than before. The female tried to catch her breath, forcing herself along as she sought out shelter from the wind. That shelter, it would seem, would come in the form of a strange vessel near water. Carletta eyed it with uncertainty. The object was something she’d never seen before… how strange it was. Seeming to be made of wood and some other material by the smell. Perhaps even more than two, Carletta thought, edging closer to it. Would it be alright to go upon the thing? She could smell the scents of other wolves around it… was it worth getting out of the wind to potentially walk into a stranger’s home? "Talk" "You" Think

*Navigation, S.S Antiox

She had been staying in Vyper more so now that winter had arrived, the snow piling up around their little cove. But it was far too much, and she found herself pacing a majority of the days. She hated being stuck, feeling like she was trapped. It made it hard to breathe, and she knew that she needed to get out. The snow was passed her ankles as she trod through the chilly north, her scarf wrapped tightly around her neck. It was days like these that she was glad she had this piece of fabric, the rest of her fur puffing up to keep her lithe body warm. When a looming thing blocked out the little sun that there was, she blinked at the cave looking thing slowly. A bitter wind picked up and made her shiver, suddenly she didn't care if it was dangerous or not. Jae knew that she probably should have stayed back home, but it was all too much for her. Shuddering, the woman sprang over a small pile of snow, landing with a puff of flakes around her. Making a beeline for the opening of the coppery smelling thing, she didn't even notice that there was a spotted woman heading this way. Her nails clicked when she walked up the incline, shaking her fur out when she got inside. Letting out a breath of air that fogged in front of her, she looked around as her blue and brown eyes adjusted to the darkness. The wind wailed around the structure, some whistling into cracks in the hull. She was stunned by everything inside, she couldn't take it all in quick enough. There were crates and wooden boxes everywhere, the scent of rust and rot blocking out everything else around her. Awed, she took a few steps towards a broken barrel, dipping down to scent at the items within it. There were a few hides of leather molded into strange shapes, and the woman grasped it with her teeth and tossed it out. The boot might be a good chew toy for Xeph's girls, so she kicked it by the entrance so that she wouldn't forget it. Sticking her head back in, she kept rummaging around. "SPEAK"