Bramblepoint That girl has tangled with the wrong man

Jumping in with permission! 
Tagging Bane for reference.

Slumped and moping, the mountain woman lumbered along. @Banesteppe had left her company for whatever reason, and she hadn't been too fond of it. His presence gave her strength and provided promise to her growing vision. But without him, her search would have to continue on without him until he returned to her.

After a recent now, Maven now sported a rather silky looking fox pelt. A thick film of snow now covered it, but it kept her own skin warm and free of dampness. The stains along her face have slowly become worn. Soon, they will be replaced. But not yet. Only when it had entirely vanished.

Though unsure of what she looked for, on and on she trekked, partially blind to her surroundings. She hadn't the mind for it on this day.