The Winds and The Gales

Kiela spent a short while pacing near the edge of the crevice before she decided to slink inside. Their close proximity wasn't comfortable for her, not really, but they'd spent enough time together so far that she was able to let down her guard enough to choose relative safety over a foolish mission out of the gorge. Climbing the sides when a storm hit could easily prove life-threatening and Kiela valued her life far above her comfort. Jynn agreed with her and she nodded in understanding as she settled in nearby. It wasn't long before the snow began to fall, slow and peaceful at first though the strange whirling winds of the gorge seemed to pick it up and fling it every which way. Before long it seemed the weather had accelerated to near-white out conditions. Kiela pressed up against the opposite side of the wall and slowly lowered herself down after awhile, peering out into the stretch of swirling snow and wind, as least as far as she could see.