It was getting much colder as the progressed and with Ivory Ridge gone there was no place she trusted to stay that would allowed Mortar to come with. So she stuck with him and did her best to pull her weight to help both of them survive. She was a decent hunter, but without having a stock of herbs she was fearful of what to do if one of them were to get sick or injured. She could trade food for herbs with one of the packs, but who knew if it would actually work. So far both of them remained in good health despite the lack of prey.
Trudging forward through the snow the female heading into the range where she had heard rumors of the barn that stood within the heart of it. She had heard that it was a good place for shelter and she hoped that it was good against the winter weather. She had a winter coat, but it wasn't as thick as most would have leaving her to easily get cold. She knew Mortar wasn't that far behind and she had clear tracks to fallow if he got sidetracked so she really wasn't worried about them loosing each other.
It didn't take the brown and blue female long to spot the barn in the distance and when she did she picked up her pace, but doing her best not to overexert herself in the thick snow. It took her a little while longer before she reached the large barn door that was cracked open just enough for a creature of Mortar's size to squeeze through. This meant is was easy for her to slip into the door and out of the snow and it was much of a relief. Shaking her fur out she tried to rid of the stuck snow that was on her fur. The was out of the snow and out of the wind which made her feel warmer.
Her bright green eyes looked around the barn and she then lowered her head and began to explore the barn as she waited for Mortar to catch up.