[Freezing as it is, all this haggard walking means she's panting all the same. It is a comfort, him stroking her, if for no other reason than she can tell his intention is to reassure, and her ears tuck down docile to his touch.
His words aren't quite as reassuring, however. She crushes through the snow with him for an unanswered measure, before glancing at him. Call me an optimist, but my gut tells me that whatever lies ahead will yet be better than the lot of you finding your end out here. Whoever is sending this wind has made sure to leave guiding lights, doesn't that seem peculiar to you? Or if it wasn't one in the same, someone else did, so Nadril can't be all bad.
Don't worry, though, because I'll drag every last one of you to the nearest town if I have to, she pauses, wobbling a little, to shake the falling snow off her coat. Her adamant tone is almost testy. She's refusing to let any of them lie down and perish, and perhaps Nadril will be hostile, but she'll take everyone there if it boils down to it just to face that hostility, rather than go belly up.]
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His words aren't quite as reassuring, however. She crushes through the snow with him for an unanswered measure, before glancing at him. Call me an optimist, but my gut tells me that whatever lies ahead will yet be better than the lot of you finding your end out here. Whoever is sending this wind has made sure to leave guiding lights, doesn't that seem peculiar to you? Or if it wasn't one in the same, someone else did, so Nadril can't be all bad.
Don't worry, though, because I'll drag every last one of you to the nearest town if I have to, she pauses, wobbling a little, to shake the falling snow off her coat. Her adamant tone is almost testy. She's refusing to let any of them lie down and perish, and perhaps Nadril will be hostile, but she'll take everyone there if it boils down to it just to face that hostility, rather than go belly up.]