Snowforest Taiga Breath of Terramorphous

Ugh. She hoped so. She'd give a kidney to be hovering over the corpse of a buffalo right about night. Hell, she wouldn't even blink twice if it was the last known bison so long as she had something in her stomach that would give her the illusion of feeling full again. They'd been really good about searching and less good about hunting. And this far north? Ugh. She wanted nothing more than to turn around and look for something edible again.

Her ears lifted and Noct seemed to gather inspiration for something. Her dark companion jumped up on a rock and used it to survey the area and scent the air. Citali lingered in the shadows beneath it, content to brood as she occupied herself with unpleasant thoughts and tried to remember all the wonderful things she loved and was missing. A den. A full stomach. Trees. Birds that had better things to do than wait for you to die... Didn't feel like too much to ask for.

She was starting to deflate a bit when Noct found something. "What is it?" she asked immediately, perking back up a bit as the woman elaborated. A tree. Not a forest. But more than one. Oh gosh. It sounded like the start to a lucky day. "Where!? How far!?" Those were all very important things, but as long as Nochtli was leading the way, they were in relatively good hands. "Go. Go. Go! I want to remember what they look like!"