The quiet cold

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The young wolf couldn't help but wonder at Adarra's request. Was the woman lonely? She did seem to be another nomad, out here alone as Riva was. Only, for Riva it had been a choice. Was the same true for her friend? She didn't know enough about to her to guess. It was these thoughts that spurred to her to speak again. "Even when we do part ways, you can always call upon me, we are friends." She didn't make friends lightly, (even if this encounter did seem to contradict that) and she looked after them with a fierceness when she had them. It was her wondering nature that limited her friendships, her shyness in situations that didn't include hearing.

Adarra suggested they keep this den as a temporary place to hole up, and Riva nodded her head in acceptance. "That makes sense. I wouldn't want to wander too far too soon." She agreed, and her muzzle quirked into an amused expression. "And we know there is herbs and fresh water nearby..." through the water was freezing, this she could attest to.

Adarra spoke of leaving to gather items and Riva shot to her feet in surprise, grimacing as she put weight against her injury. She glanced outside and saw it was still dark and snowy. "There's no rush, we can go out in the morning. The snow would have died down by then and well be able to see what we're doing." She was crazy to want to go out in this, and Riva hobbled forward to nudge her gently with a paw, hoping to encourage her to stay. "Curl up with me, there's still some moss on the floor from the previous occupant, and we can sleep or tell stories to while away the night." She didn't want Adarra to go back out in that weather.