We Were The Kings and Queens of Promise

Kiela was not necessarily unsettled by the formation of the ice bridge, despite it being quite a peculiar thing. The last few seasons had been quite strange indeed, more reminiscent of her homelands than of the weather in Boreas that she'd grown accustomed to since her arrival. Perhaps she'd take another trip back there in the future to see if the bridge could stand the test of time, or if it'd be short-lived, disappearing as quickly as it had arrived. Unlike Sev though she wouldn't drum up a plan to try and cross it. She'd come to Boreas for a reason and she wasn't going to leave so quickly, even if just for a brief trip. She could already imagine her disappointment when she crossed the ice bridge only to find she could not return - that wasn't a risk she was willing to take, not for al the curiosity in the world.

"The weather is more... like my homelands. Not what I expected." The milder weather in much of Boreas was not a factor in her coming here, but it still caught her by surprise. She had to wonder if this was a pattern or simply an unusual few seasons that would eventually pass. One thing she believed in wholeheartedly was the cyclical nature of life; eventually warmth would return and even the north would blossom back to life, it was just a matter of when. "I do not know," she answered her question with a slow shrug. "I would not try. But I am not you," she said with a faint, rare smile. Sev's interest in the bridge didn't go unnoticed and she wasn't going to warn her against it, only tell her what she herself thought of it. "You will try, you think?" She raised an eyebrow as she studied her.