Honeyed Pasture Coming Home

Still in the process of look for a place to lie down Cathenna looked up as she heard the presence of another. Turning slightly she was surprised to see a white canine behind her, she almost completely blended into the snow around them. If it wasn't for the trees in the backdrop she would have missed that woman all together. "Greetings." She dipped her head, as a courtesy. Her manners having been shoved down her throat as a pup. Clearing her throat, Cathenna looked around, she was never going to find somewhere to sleep on her own. "Do you live in the area?" As if the wind knew what she was looking for and laughing at Cathenna for trying to avoid her, the wind blow up her back. Ruffling her fur and sending a shiver down the black spine of the frozen woman. "Could you help me?"