Dragoncrest Cliffs a storm with skin

@Tirgatao

The cold weather having rolled in hasn’t been the easiest. The sea whips its wind inward most of the time, adding an extra chill to their bones if they were caught outside. She hadn’t been able to sleep much the night before with all the chaos on the outside world. Snow covers most of the cavern opening but the majority of Drageda had remained inside to share the warmth. It is not much she chooses to leave their shelter but she slips into the back where the opened cavern exposes her to the sea.

For the first time in days, there is a calm. She hears the ocean beat against the shores clearly and free of anger. It does little to soothe her, however, as she steps out to find the wind on a slight blow. It is still enough to feel it to her bones but she does not feel the need to rush back and keep herself away from the sea. Thuringwethil lowers herself to the cool stone near a corner where she can avoid the extra bite of wind and lets the crashing wake nearby.