[A poorly timed nap in the stasis chamber puts Allura at least a day behind the others. It's not all bad—with her jumpsuit and paladin armor, she is better suited to stand the extreme cold than many of the others, and although the blowing winds have already covered the tracks of the other refugees by the time Allura gets there, from time to time she comes across the ramshackle huts of ice and snow that someone built before, marking the trail as well as significantly cutting down the time she needs to set up shelter when it's time to rest for the night.
And finding her way through the snow is a welcome distraction from the overwhelming new memories.
All-in-all, Allura makes good time, reaching not too far away from rest of the group by the end of the third day. But the sun is setting and again Allura retires to one of the huts left behind. The air is still frigid, but she sets her helmet to the side, before making a makeshift bed out of the coats and blankets given to her in her survival pack. There, alone, she closes her eyes, thinking of her family. Of her home. Of her friends, both left in stasis and the new ones on El Nysa.
The sound of a howl, it's in the distance, then again, closer. It's not a noise she's heard yet in the long nights on this trip, and it sets her nerves on edge. Burrowing deeper into the coat, she breathes the frosty air, willing herself to sleep, although it does not come easily.]
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And finding her way through the snow is a welcome distraction from the overwhelming new memories.
All-in-all, Allura makes good time, reaching not too far away from rest of the group by the end of the third day. But the sun is setting and again Allura retires to one of the huts left behind. The air is still frigid, but she sets her helmet to the side, before making a makeshift bed out of the coats and blankets given to her in her survival pack. There, alone, she closes her eyes, thinking of her family. Of her home. Of her friends, both left in stasis and the new ones on El Nysa.
The sound of a howl, it's in the distance, then again, closer. It's not a noise she's heard yet in the long nights on this trip, and it sets her nerves on edge. Burrowing deeper into the coat, she breathes the frosty air, willing herself to sleep, although it does not come easily.]