Cold, cold, cold

Kiela couldn't help but be wary of the leggier female, worried now she might take another tumble. She herself hadn't suffered any similar injuries in the last few days but she knew it was not uncommon when traveling in the north. Ice was just one of the many dangers that travelers in the north were presented with regularly. "Probably not a place I'll ever go. Unless caribou are there?" A slight, wry smile touched her lips. Traveling the world just for the sake of seeing it all wasn't her main motivator for being a wanderer; the caribou were. Living was just a byproduct of that. It didn't matter where she went at this precise moment though. Snow continued to drift sporadically from the sky, but she didn't fear a storm, at least not in the immediate future. "If you know the way, I'd be glad to follow." She wasn't going to go further north today and she could only presume these woods were in a different direction, and Kiela didn't mind shaking things up a little to figure out where she wanted to head next.