Keep Climbing

Walk | Talk | Think

Yin moved silently through the snowy territory of the Frozen Field, mismatched eyes of foamy ocean green and pale icy blue staring ahead from within a stony, determined scowl. Her body mirrored her expression, the set of her shoulders stern and the lowered quality to her head almost predatory with intent. Her black tail, such a contrast to the pristine white that covered her otherwise, hung relaxed against her legs save for the tip which jumped and twitched to reflect the unrest within her mind and body.

Everything bothered her. She had no idea where her brother had gone. It had taken them so long to finally reunite that she had assumed they would stick together for at least a little bit but Yang had slipped away without her notice, no word or thought spared for his sister that he left behind. Perhaps he had not wanted to find her after all. Perhaps her search for him had been entirely one sided. And there had been no sign of Hansel either. Not that there was any reason for him to stick around, but she had thought there had been some sort of bond of kinship between them - maybe friendship? - that kept him around. And if all of her inexplicable loneliness had not been enough, she had found herself incredibly restless, in need of a purpose but lacking one.

She did not want to think of any of it; not her brother, not Hansel, and certainly not her restlessness leading to lack of temperament control. Wandering the north had been a sort of habit of hers, but in her desperation for a distraction to burn away her mood and energy she had chosen to follow these fields, seeking out the peak of the glaciers that made up the expanses of ice and snow. The path she traveled now was flat but inclined, leading her steadily upward. The chances of finding anyone here were slim, at least in her opinion, which was all the better; she was far too irritable to be of any use for anyone. Ears turned to press moodily against her snowy white head, pressing onward as the incline became slightly steeper. She would just keep walking, keep climbing, and then find something else to conquer until she felt more like herself again.