Barren Hills and Strange Skies

The terrain around these parts was proving deceivingly difficult to navigate, even for Sundara. Snow hid potentially dangerous cracks in the earth, and ice made sure surfaces smooth and slick, making even bits of exposed rock less than trustworthy. What looked like a flawless blanket of white could easily swallow anyone who dared take one wrong step. As a beastly woman, and as someone who was used to always being on the move, she struggled to slow her pace through the hills, but because of that as well, she still took care to test each step before she entrusted it with her full weight. She just wasn't all too happy about it.

But ah! It would seem her evening was about to be made brighter. A curious figure appeared in the distance as a blurr of orange and white, almost as large as it was tiny. Maroon ears drew forward as a smile tugged at her lips as 'Dara trudged after the stranger through the snow, partly to catch up but also quietly taking advantage of the tracks they left behind to guide her along. She held back from speaking until she felt she was near enough to be heard, at which point she offered the other a single chuckle to advertise her presence. "You know, I appreciate having a path to follow," she began, "but you should probably slow down a little through here. Can't promise I'll be able to carry you out if you break your ankle."

"Speech"