Permafrost Hollows my shadow's shedding skin

The vague answers were instilled upon her, time travelling alone making her weary for not everyone she had met on her journeys had been kind. Some had been from packs with similar beliefs who sought to use her sight, others packs hers had razed to the ground on a prophecy from her lips… it was enough for her to not want to be too forthcoming.
 
Home. She spoke of warmth, and the mention of a failed hunting trip that must have taken them far from home. “Where is home?” She asked, curious, wondering if it were warmer than the lands she had come from. Her home was not warm by any means.
 
“I bring the cold with me everywhere I go.” She warned softly, as if the woman would continue her hunting ventures by following her for warmth. She was cursed. She watched as the woman glanced over her shoulders, Ruona’s head tilting. “Is it your Pa you’re looking for?” She asked curiously, her thick accent still covering over. “I miss my own very much. I look forward to seeing him again.” But hopefully it would be years before she would see him, after she faded from the world they were in.