Trust me when I say...

Okay, so going north had been okay but she might have gone a little too north now. She'd sought out the dark mark on the horizon with the intention of taking shelter among the jagged, dark rocks that made up the place. Unfortunately once the snow kicked up accompanied by gusts of strong wind, navigating the thin paths wasn't as easy as she'd hoped and shelter was hard to come by.

The wind battered the leggy yearling, running it's icy fingers through her coat and leaving her chilled. Suddenly this wasn't so fun anymore. She spotted someone ahead, taking shelter behind a rock. Lucky asshole. She hadn't seen even a divot in the ground to hide in thus far and here was this guy with a prime spot out of the wind. Maybe she was just crabby after being chilled to the bone for too long, but whatever the reason she suddenly found herself calling out, "Well, don't you look cozy?" Her head was held high and tail just a hair above the level of her spine, though it had to battle with the wind to maintain it's position.