And... this place sucks

After a week in the bitter cold of the north, Jynn headed toward the southwest and the hopefully warmer weather that would await her there. What she got was slightly warmer but just as equally unpleasant. She squinted through the wind that was whipping just across a barren land scarred with deep cracks and canyons cutting across it. The sky was dark, covered with thick gray clouds but she didn't believe for a second that they'd let loose rain or snow. She wrapped the hide flaps of her helmet tighter around her face, trying to shield her eyes as she moved forward.

There were a few dead plants here and there, black skeletons of what had once been alive. She wondered how long they'd been like that. "Umm.. Jynn, I think we have company." Jynn looked down at Tahmores and then squinted through the clouds of dust to see a young wolf. "Hey," she called out, "You ok over there?"