skill: Seer 1/5

Her eyelashes were heavy with ice, she'd gone outside and gotten turned around despite growing up and spending her entire life in the Rise. But the Rise had never been overtaken by ice and snow like this. The world felt dark and dim, heavy and vicious in a way that she had never known the world to be. Oh no! The young girl yelped as she felt a sharp pain run up her leg. She did not know what it was, if it had just been ice itself or if she'd stepped on a sharp rock and cut herself, she couldn't even see!

She tried to keep her wits about her, even though she had tried to just reinforce even some of their wards. It had been foolish to step outside of the den alone, and now she was certainly paying for it, wasn't she? She gripped a piece of fur tighter around her, the frayed ends held tight in her jaws. She'd had another dream, another whisper of another life, another world. Furthermore, she kept hearing the names Julien and Cortland, and she did not know why. He had a funny accent - a different dialect entirely, too. It was no longer just occasional little thoughts or visions from the zips.

She was unsure if this would be enough, and she would be okay - it was a great risk, and Saorlaith let out a desperate yelp when a strong gust of wind caught her off guard, sweeping the fur from her jaws leaving her even more exposed.

Stardust was attempting to enjoy her time stuck in the den. The storm outside really did not bring an appeal to going out. Of course, it couldn’t be helped at times, but most the time she was stuck inside. And it wasn’t like it was bright. It was too dark to even enjoy the paintings in her den!

With a huff, she decides to look outside. The night-touch woman moved with what grace she could in such a confined space. The cold was absolutely awful, but she could tolerate it for a moment or two at a time to gaze out into the world. She enjoyed storms and such, so why not snow?

Cyan eyes scanned the horizon, and Stardust was just about to lower her head to her paws when she saw…movement. Eyes flicker to it, but she cannot quite make it out, as it is too far. She squints. What is that? She observes from the safety of her stone den, still trying to make out what it is. And then the yelp. Stardust thrust herself upwards. She KNEW she heard a yelp, even if it was far, but it certainly came from the movement! Was it one of the children?

Stardust gulps. ”God damn it!” she curses, throwing a fur over her shoulders before bursting out into the cold. She moved with great swiftness, long legs a blessing during these times, but she was still slow even with this advantage. The wind bit menacingly. Snow made sure vision was clouded, but none of it was enough to stop Stardust.

The movement comes into focus, and it is young Saorlaith, obviously struggling to get back home. Stardust noticed the ice on her eyelashes, which means the little one has been out way too long. The extra fur had flung behind Saorlaith, leaving her even more exposed.

”Darling, get over here! Come, it is too cold for anyone to be out!” she calls out, stepping into the snow next to her and nudging the young one gently. ”You need to warm up at my den before going home so your ears do not freeze off, and I mean it! They can freeze off, and it would look…dreaful!” she says with worry, looking the girl over and hoping she was well enough to walk to the den.