Bramblepoint amble here, amble there

Bat was ambling too; an awkward, shuffling walk was all she could manage on three legs. She held the injured one bent against her chest, though it often grew heavy and dangled until she was forced to sit and rest. It was a real drag, though at least she had @Tegan for company. After accepting help from the surly @Maegi and her benevolent pack mate (I'm assuming...), the two of them had moved on to this little woodland to convalesce. It was kind of like a winterized version of Coconut Grove, though Bat shuddered any time that thought crossed her mind.

Hopefully her ankle would heal soon and the two of them could pick up where they'd left off on their road trip. In the meantime, Bat supposed there was no hurry. Sure, winter was in full force—the thick blanket of snow glittering on every surface and the frigid temperature could attest to that—but the two of them had faced plenty of adversity and come out on top. Besides, they were seasoned nomads. Bat didn't doubt they could weather the cold season, just the two of them, even though they were invalids.

Might be nice to park it in a pack for a bit though, Bat found herself musing as she shuffled along, the thought interrupted when she suddenly spotted a white figure through the trees.