Snowforest Taiga Mind wrapped in darkness

"a brother." a debt, a failure. she pulls upward, shifting against the northern wind which again rakes through her pelt, not quite cold enough to dispell the warmth she holds close to her skin. she sees nothing else to gain here and so she dips her head, making to turn and move back the way she'd come. "thank you." with that, pushing her shoulders forward against the wind. she seeks to disapear quickly to the south, something made all the easier by the snow that begins to blow alongside the wind.