Northstar Vale after many miles

Passing through. Disa felt disappointment give her heart a cold squeeze. Her ears sagged for a moment, but she rowed them back into place and met Easy's wave with one of her own - tail neutral, body relaxed.

"No," she told the approaching woman, "I'm trying to find a group to weather winter with. At the very least, " Disa added, so as not to be thought of as a foul-weather leech. She pulled her weight, but groups didn't always work out.

"Have you come across anyone?" she asked hopefully, then, with a look of genuine confusion,  "Why are you passing through?" Looking for someone lost? She could hardly be here for a casual jaunt so close to winter.