Horizon Ridge of winter and the bleak cold breath

Hardly a delay, no need to apologize! <3

Somewhere in the haze of her peripheral vision, another figure emerged from the rocky, sloping ridge. Echelon's attention snapped to him instantly. He looked no more well off than she did, no doubt another outcast for the wintry season. Probably scraping by, maybe even scavenging. She stayed quiet from her perch on the squat crag, watching as he moved about. His travel seemed about as directionless as her own had been, but whether or not it was all for show ultimately remained beyond her guessing ability.

Swiftly, she descended from her perch to follow him. Perhaps he would lead the way to something of interest and it had been a long while since she had put her sneakier skills into use. Wriggling her small frame between a pair of ancient stones as she came to his level, Echelon watched him again with interest, wondering if he had been alerted by her descent. Maybe he had spotted her from the beginning, an inky statue with a fixation towards the open waters.