Desperate, uptight, and lately unkind

Though this place was quite a bit different from her homelands, it was hard to not draw similarities with what she was used to. The terrain in general was familiar to her, but so far the northern lands of this continent seemed much less barren than what she was accustomed to. Already she'd run into a few wolves, and now she was here, facing an structure that was as unnatural as anything she'd even encountered. It had clearly been left to the elements for quite some time; the sections that weren't crumbling were covered in moss, as if the earth itself was trying to reclaim it, despite how relatively sparse the vegetation here really was.

Her attention was drawn from the side of the wall to something higher up, just a bit further down the wall. A female that looked not much smaller than her stood perched on the top of a section of wall. Her orange gaze locked on her, curious as to what she was doing.. though she had a feeling she herself would've eventually tried to scale the wall at least briefly, had someone not approached. "Hello," Kiela returned the greeting after a moment. Her voice was indicative of her youthfulness, though laced with an accent already that was clearly not native to these lands. "You are from these parts?" She asked after another beat. If she was, perhaps she knew something that Kiela did not about this wall. Her mind drifted to the caribou, wondering if they had to scale this wall themselves as they migrated, or if there was another way around it... or perhaps they were so far north from here that they never came here. Perhaps this stranger might know.