Cold, cold, cold

Snow was hardly a bother to her, and truthfully this was a far cry from what she'd consider a true snow storm. The fat flakes fell gently from the sky, occasionally landing on her nose and being abandoned with a slight flick of her head. Her surroundings were quite gloomy but it didn't ruin her mood. The fall and the winter, the most brutal of the seasons, were when she truly felt most alive; surviving was as much an experience as it was the end goal, and the life of a loner was hardly an easy one, especially so far north. And speaking of being alone..

She heard the sound of someone up ahead. Not long after they approached, scrambling over the ice and calling for her to wait. Friendliness wasn't her strongest quality but it'd been a long time since she'd come across anyone and she was curious what someone else might be doing up here... someone that looked so different from her, too. From any canine she'd ever seen, if she was being honest. "Hello," Kiela called out after a moment, keeping a polite distance but still giving the stranger a good once-over. "I do not think so. My name is Kiela. What brings you... out here?" She gestured vaguely across the ice with her snout, wondering if she was an inhabitant of the north as well.