Icy sleet whipped through the air, cracking branches and slicing at exposed skin. Kanna's thick fur would keep her from frost bite, but the cold was still sunk deep into her bones. The continent they had landed on was clearly a lot less hospitable than their home, but there had been no arguing with the intel that had brought them here. The woman scowled, gold eyes glaring up at the black sky and it's assailing storm. The question was if Hanzo had found something to keep him here, or if this shit had sent him packing. "(We need shelter)," she called over the blaring wind. Ahead of them the shadows twisted and rose up; several somethings were buried beneath fresh snow, but they didn't look like trees. Nose wiggling to catch whatever it could, she moved toward them, investigating the drifts for a potential escape from the wind. Grack had scouted ahead to help them find a good place, but then the storm had hit and Kanna knew the raven had been forced to shelter in place wherever it had found him. They had to make do with whatever this place was. (Dialogue is in Japanese)

Skyfire had spent most of the time in the Armada, and now she was out to continue her navigational skills. This time, the direction Sky went in was north of Mount Volkan, near the Stone Steppe. It was supposed to be this structure that was mysteriously shaped, and falling apart. At least form what she was told. However, during her travels, Sky had gotten in the middle of the storm and thus causing her to be blinded a bit. Travel was now difficult, and the sky made it impossible to see where the sun was. From Sky's mind, she had been traveling north before the storm hit and had not changed course after, so the only way to go was forward. There was little choice. To escape from the continued risk of freezing to death and getting lost, Skyfire had to find shelter. The mounds of the stones were just forward of her and she wondered if there was a decent shelter she could be in somewhere. She remembered that the base of Mount Volkan had some caves off in the distance north of it between here and the Steppe, though Sky wasn't sure how far ahead of them she was. As her green eyes continued to peer forward, a figure was ahead of her. The shadow shifted and move, so it couldn't have been the wind. "Hey, hey!" Skyfire called out, moving toward the figure she thought was someone else until she got close enough to identify it better. Movement was slow going with the wind pelting down on her like angry bees. "Speech"

The stones standing upward before him were unlike anything he had seen before. His brightly golden attention viewing them with a sense of curiosity and awe. Alas, he was still a young wolf, not even into adulthood and this being the first time he had ventured out of home, surely there was alot he had yet to see. Maybe this was not common, but not rare either. Whichever way, the stones were something which easily drew Enenra in.

His eyes set into slits to ward off the snow and whipping wind, he turns his attention back to Kanna who calls out over the storm. "I'll look under these rocks." His voice calls out, an odd dialect from the common tongue he knew not well. Kanna sought out Hattori here, the prince, but Enenra knew him not any to have bothered.

Not straying far, he began to sniff about the sides of those rocks which had broken and fallen, to try to find if someone had made themselves a den here prior. He thought he heard a voice call but over the howling winds and his ears pinned he was not sure. A dark skull lifted, a smaller shape moving into their direction, but who?

Rocks, En called them, and given that he was farther ahead the younger wolf would clearly have a better idea than she. Kanna pressed onward, toward the dark figures and the flashes of red that marked the boy as separate from the shadows and stones. She found herself bitterly mulling over the possible length of this storm; how long would they need to hunker down like rabbits for? Kanna wanted to be free of her contract as swiftly as possible, and they had already been at this for months. Voice and silhouette, both ill-defined but together enough for the woman to piece together that they had company, drew Kanna's eyes and ears together toward the presumed native. This could be exactly what they needed, or the first blood drawn on this new continent. Kanna felt confident she and En were properly prepared for both. Unable to tell what language the stranger was calling out in, the shinobi replied in her own tongue: "(There's shelter here)," she spoke loudly in hopes her voice would carry. Once they were all out of the wind they could talk, and Kanna and En could recoup. (Dialogue is in Japanese)

((No table this round ><;;))

The winter snow whipped about her as she stumbled forward to the rocks. The woman had an idea of where they were but with the snow as harsh as it was, her vision was limited. Skyfire cursed under her breath as eventually, the shadowed forms of rocks formed ahead, and a voice in a language she didn't understand called out to her. Responding to the voice, Skyfire aimed herself for the rocks in hopes to reach some sort of hole or cover that would stop the ice from stinging her eyes.

This was only the second time that Skyfire had ventured out this way to map the land, but she hardly predicted the storm. By the time she had realized it was coming in hard, she was in the middle of the valley with no land marks to point her in the right direction. Some smarts she had. Sirius had taught her better in the Armada, and she had yet failed another one of his lessons.

"I'm coming!" she called out as the rocks became larger with the gap between them closing. A gust of wind came through hard enough that Sky lost her footing for a moment before standing up again. The gray and black colors of her pelt would do well to hide her from view, but eventually the stark black face would begin to stand out for the others in the distance.

[Totally play with me! I am 90% on my phone and I cant even see tables on it.]

Though she was as dark as ever, savor the bright yellow patches of color on her body, Enenra still meant to keep an eye on her. A black smug in the otherwise winter white old world. She reminded him of quiet nightfall, when the fireflies would dance in the sky. She, now that her son was gone, was the only one Enenra had in the world now and thus, horribly protective of her. No stranger would come close, lest he allow it or lest he not and consequences would be involved.

Even as Kanna called out, the figure could barely be seen in the distance. She called back, but another howl along with the howling of the winds. Enenra moved further still and one of these great rocks which laid to its side had a dug out nestled against it. Time and snow had given the den a lack of care but as he begin to dig, a sizable opening was revealed. A former wolf's den, perhaps even a family of coyote had once lived within these confines.

Lifting his head, he gives a few loud barks into Kanna's direction. By now, the other figure it closer, making way slowly, stumbling and swaying from the heavy winds. "Hurry..." He whispers to himself more then anything, beckoning her to make it to them, for all their sake.