Winter is Here

After visiting Abaven Drífa continued her journey south to get around the mountain range before shifting her course west. She had not fully decided if she would head down into Auster or if she would first try one of the warmer, more arid regions in the west. All had gone well for the last few days journey but as she started to work her way through the Soulless Forest a sudden blizzard swept down from the north. The wind was brutal, sweeping up snow into her face and in addition the strong winds were felling branches from the trees. They crashed around her as she pushed her way through the forest, eventually realizing she'd need to take shelter as best she could. Drífa scouted through the trees, eventually finding one with a large root system partially raised above the ground. Even better, the snow had drifted up against its roots, forming a small cave of snow and wood. Being as small as she was she was able to slip down into the shelter. Wrapping her mountain goat hide tighter around herself she curled up in a ball to wait out the storm. This wasn't her first rodeo with harsh winter weather. When it got like this it was best just to wait it out. Hopefully, the storm would leave as quickly as it stirred up.