Snow Sulking

The feeling of the cold burning the inside of her nose was strangely comforting for the northern wolf. A slow inhale told her what she needed to know about the stranger, especially as she drew closer. She was a pack wolf, though it wasn't surprising Kiela had no idea which pack she belonged to, for she didn't really know a damn thing about any of them. Nor did she care to learn. Her brows furrowed as the stranger visibly startled at her presence, though otherwise she didn't react much.

"Uh... yes," Kiela started, her heavy foreign accent audible in her gruff tones. It wasn't how she expected the conversation to start and admittedly it caught her off guard, though small talk had never been her strength and she doubted it ever would be. The large female shifted her weight from one side of her body to the other, visibly uncomfortable. Not with the cold, but with the first conversation she'd had in a painfully long time. "Do you? Come here often?"