Polar Weather

Jynn followed along after Dagrún. As long as the girl was heading in the right direction she was content to follow and course correct as needed. Jynn wasn't looking forward to climbing the rocky terrain but she knew the elevation of the north would demand it at some point. At least there were pine trees here. She loved the scent of these woods, the mix of pine, cedar, and other trees she didn't have a name for. The pleasant aroma gave her fuel and she continued on noting patches of snow here and there from a past storm that had yet to fully melt as it was shaded by the trees. Autumn could be risky. Snow could easily happen this far north.