What's This?

It was becoming increasingly apparent to her just how much danger she might be in, especially as she ventured further out onto the ice. For now Kiela was intent on holding her ground and navigating this thing safely... though she had no idea how far the ice might stretch. She had no intention of leaving Boreas though and she worried if she went too far that it might be a deadly feat to try to return. Kiela squinted her eyes tightly against the bitter wind as it continued to lash at her face mercilessly. She had a feeling conditions were only going to get more brutal as she headed out further onto the ice, but her curiosity hadn't been fully sated yet, at least not enough to send her back.

The stranger pulled back toward her. Kiela was hardly one for physical contact in general, but she didn't deny that the stranger moving closer to her was a comfort. Even her thick coat, accustomed to the harsh winter weather, seemed incapable of fully blocking out the chill of the wind here. She let herself linger a bit closer to the stranger than she might normally, though she'd refused to let her guard down completely. She wasn't too far from the shore, but still, slipping off the edge of this ice bridge would surely be a death sentence - and it was a risk she wasn't willing to take. "It is.. very strange. Beautiful, but.. I am not sure what to think of it."

Her wariness stemmed from self-preservation above all else. Was it really wise to trek so far out into the sea, on a questionable bridge of ice? "I do not know," Kiela answered earnestly. "Lands do not just.. appear. They are not like sun or moon." There were many elements to life that were cyclical - from the weather to the seasons - but land forms like this did not just come and go overnight. Something strange had happened here. She mused over this for a moment, nodding at the stranger's advice and shifting her position so she was crouched down slightly as she took a few tentative strides forward before pausing. "I am Kiela," she introduced herself.