Over the past few weeks, training with Sirius had become quite intense. Hanmel felt her muscles growing every second he pushed the limits. Knowledge of using an actual weapon becoming almost second nature to her with ever use. So, it didn’t surprise her when she decided to go a little bit overboard. Paws finding themself forcing their way through heavy snow. A sheet of it falling unwavering from the gloomy grey skies above. Nearly blinding her to see anything ahead.

Winds roared with life as it gushed past Mel. Almost knocking the Armada apprentice over. Just to come out unsuccessful. Trees casting haunting shadows onto the heavily dense landscape. If one wasn’t careful, they’d surely find themselves in some sort of trouble.
"Speech"

While Dee had taken to staying along the cove's shores as she recovered, she was feeling well enough to try and hunt for herself. What stores she had left in her small den was dwindling fast. Wanting to resupply before winter went away and with it came heavy storms, she made her way north of Dreamer's Col. There she knew that down in a gorge, there would surely be some snow hare or other animals she could capture. With her, she had brought a few simple snag snares and other traps to use so she could check back the next few days. Her mind lingers on Tethys and her status with the Armada as she makes her way down into the gorge.

The snow is deep, but as she grows into an adult, her legs have grown, and traveling has become easier. Though she is terribly cold and nearly exhausted, she pushes on. Food was a necessity she could not deny her grumbling stomach any longer. Moving deeper into the gorge, she notices the weather begin to pick up. Winds whip past her, forcing snow and ice into her face. Scrunching her expression so that she can try to see through the sheet of snow covering her face, she pushes on. Trees bend dangerously above her. Ice as large as her paws falls from the sky. Suddenly, she regrets venturing out...

Then she sees someone. Not far off, someone running through the snow. A brow lifts as she wonders what they're doing. Thinking that they may possibly be in trouble, the young girl drops her traps in a safe spot beneath a bush before making her way over. As she approaches, she has to jump out of the way of some ice and clumps of snow falling from the trees above. A startled but quite gurgled yelp tries to leave her mouth. Her eyes move to the much smaller blue girl as she tries to get closer, but the ice and wind prevent her.

wc: 334 = 456/1500

Hanmel’s muscles worked overtime to keep her standing. The more the hailstorm came down, the more she had to strain to keep going. It didn’t bother her nonetheless. If anything, she wanted to have a bit of fun in the situation provided. A mischievous grin stretching wide as eyes narrowed to better see through the thick blanket of ice and snow. Would one come from the darkness to present a game of sorts.

Ears drew back to the space behind her. There was a yelp that found its way through the loud weather and reached her without fault. The noise making her turn to better access what was happening. When just a little ways away, a much larger earthen woman stood. Through the small opportunities given where sight could exist. Hanmel shifted to make her way t’wards the other. Winds harshly blew in attempting to knock her off the path she took with no prevail.

"Well hello. What’s brought you out here in this storm? Looking for a bit of fun?" She wanted to race. To stretch her limbs and test what strengths she now possesses. The weather was nothing but a challenge that she looked at as an opponent on the battlefield. A chuckle easing from her throat. "A race, maybe?"

"Speech"

WC: 224 = 680/1500