On The Other Side

Kiela, ever-vigilant, found herself slightly glad that she had an advantageous position over the stranger. Well.. sort of, though it wasn't like either of them had any way of getting to each other without risking quite a bit of bodily harm. It wasn't that Kiela tended to be a terribly paranoid thinker, she was simply cautious when it came to strangers, interested in self-preservation above all else. That was more important to her than seeming friendly or polite, neither of which she was all that concerned with. "That will be fine," she agreed, yet another example of her rough grasp of this land's native tongue. She was beginning to understand that there was much to be learned from interacting with the wolves she encountered, even if she'd often rather keep to herself.

"Ah, yes - this winter, it seems more... worse, than the last." Kiela welcomed the snow, no matter how deep; it reminded her of home more than anything. Her earliest memories, other than that of the reindeer and her family, were of snow - snow so high that she quite nearly could get lost in it. Those memories were quite fond to her and elicited a warmth deep in her chest, despite the chill that hung heavy in the air. "What do you think the purpose is, of this?" Slowly she continued walking the way she'd came, hoping up ahead there might be a route for her to navigate off the wall and speak to Muzet properly. Surely this structure had once served its purpose, but now any creature with a bit of patience could find a way to traverse it, eventually at least. Alongside the wall grew bits of sparse foliage, long since withered and frozen over, no different than the land surrounding this place.