i've got no place to run

Heavy was a pretty accurate word for how the weather suddenly felt, the clouds growing darker as the winds picked up and the need for shelter only grew stronger by the minute. Kiela knew well enough to be adequately worried but not to the point of panic - she wasn't sure she'd know how to panic even if she tried. She was confident in her abilities to weather most storms and this one was no exception, no matter how intense the storm might prove to be. Even as the wind picked up, strong enough now that she felt herself swaying on her paws when a particularly strong gust collided with her, she didn't worry more than she had to.

The sound of the wind whipping around her was so loud that she barely heard the stranger bark, though the sound seemed to bounce off the ridges that surrounded them on each side and helped orient her. The tall woman's ears swiveled, trying to zero in on the source of the sound as she squinted her eyes against the relentless wind. After a long moment of searching she saw her, a woman so tiny she nearly mistook her for a pup until she got closer.

Making a judgment call, she moved to cross the flat area of land that lay between them, fighting against the intensifying winds with each step of the way. Fortunately, she had her size to keep her anchored down but she wasn't so sure about this stranger. Not that she was her problem, but Kiela noticed the ridge that formed a sort of alcove behind her, deciding it might be worth seeking shelter there.

By the time she crossed the stretch of land Kiela was panting slightly, brow furrowed in slight worry as she scanned their surroundings, searching for the best place to hunker down. "Caught in this storm too, hm?" Kiela commented, her voice gruff from lack of use. She'd give the stranger her space, but she fully intended to find somewhere over here to ride out the storm whether Lucette liked it or not.