Moonspear The lion cannot protect himself from traps

In her time here, it had already served her well to stay relatively unassuming, given where she had come from, and why she was here at all. Opalia didn't see a reason to change that now. She didn't need them all to view her through such a lens, which was not to say her intentions here were deceptive--for of anyone, Hydra knew her wants most of all--but for the day to day interactions, she just thought it easier this way to fill the role of guardian, and another face here.

Reasonable. Do you think you will move on then, come spring? she asked openly, as someone with no family ties to tether them down. Unless Norah had plans to change that somehow, but she didn't pin for the type just yet. In fact it was hard to group her that well. Yeah. I think some are inevitable. It must not be that big of a threat, though. They've lived here a long time.. she reasoned as she followed her companion's sights up. I came here last.. midwinter. I don't know of many bad ones since. A few small that blocked up higher-up paths, but that just comes with the territory, I think, Opalia went on to say. She had not yet felt bothered about avalanches here when she grew up on a jagged edge of the earth overlooking the hungry sea, but she could see why they were worth a look. The snowy heights warranted a frown.