The Winds and The Gales

Storms didn't deter Kiela too much, but she knew finding shelter before the weather got too unpredictable was a good idea. The dark skies threatened snow but not immediately, though she felt the humidity in the air shift she knew they had time to find suitable shelter for the evening before the storm got unbearable. Once snow began to fall they'd have to pick up their pace, but until then Kiela found no reason to be too frantic. She and Jynn traveled past the forest, to another cluster of pine trees. Upon further exploration though it seemed this wasn't just another forest. Jynn called out for her and she loped toward her, jaw unhinging once she saw the sight - a huge gorge opened up ahead of them, with sides of the cliff impossibly steep. Some trees and vegetation clung to the rocky slopes of the gorge but they seemed to be hanging on for dear life. It was a lovely sight, and she was happy to pause their trek for now to get a good look into the gorge. Carefully she began her descent down, bracing herself as a strong gust of wind threatened to pull her over and tumbling down. "Maybe this wasn't the best route. Unless we might find shelter down here?" Kiela called out, raising her voice over the wind so Jynn could hear her.