There's a Rumble in the Floor

It was hard to tell what might await them once they made it to sea level - if they made it there. Kiela had no shortage of confidence in herself and her abilities to navigate even quite difficult terrain but she was also not a fool. Not all land forms could be conquered, perhaps for good reason. Only time would tell if this was one of them or not. Muzet suggested she might try to see if she could bring anything back for her pack and Kiela nodded, understanding even if she could not fully relate. She wondered what they might find. Often herbs grew in areas that were secluded and unbothered by wildlife. Maybe she was a healer of sorts? Kiela had no idea. "Perhaps," she replied simply to her words, returning the smile with a softer one of her own.

Fortunately - or maybe unfortunately, depending on who you asked - Kiela wasn't the type to dote on those around her. She wouldn't rightfully let Muzet fall to her death if she could help it but likewise she wouldn't be quick to jump to her rescue if she seemed unsteady on her paws. It wasn't purely because of lack of compassion; but focusing on oneself and letting those around you do their own thing was definitely the Jarvela way, the way she'd been brought up. If Muzet needed help Kiela expected she'd ask for it. Instead of dwelling on where her traveling companion was going, she was focused on her own journey, her eyes drifting from her paws to whatever lay before her. The path was a rudimentary one, clearly once traveled but now it had become overgrown and even more treacherous. Coupled with the snow and debris all along the steep path it was definitely a challenging journey.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Muzet's legs go out, caught on a patch of ice. Instinctively she veered toward her, carefully so as to not lose her own grip. The last thing she needed was to slid and fall into Muzet and escalate the already precarious situation. Fortunately this particular section wasn't a death sentence - she watched her traveling partner sliding down, more slowly than she'd expected. Given the possible danger of the situation, the outcome wasn't too bad. Kiela nearly laughed aloud, the sound quiet but still audible in the stillness of the wooded area. "That - it almost looks fun," she observed, moving carefully toward the edge of the small incline. Gingerly she lowered herself down, hunkering down on the ice and letting the force of her body pull her down, sliding in a similar way Muzet had, only without the initial look of panic. This was one way to make their way down - at least a short distance - though Kiela was less certain how they'd get back up. But that was a problem for later, not now.