Jeanne
"...Just a house? Old one of yours?"
*Her expression hardened at his elaboration, her ears swiveling gently as she listened out for any familiar sounds - the crackling of a fire, the shifting of wintry boots.*

"I wouldn't hold my breath either, but an excuse to move along is welcome..."
*Ikehara sighed, rubbing the rough hair of her steed idly. In all their travels, she had learned little about her companion; having offered little in return. Any queries about his past were sparse, in comparison to the relatively simple explanation she had offered when they met.*
Angela
*Terrel continued in silence for a while before answering her question.*"Yeah."*He said quietly.*"I've been traveling through the countries for quite a while, so I figured it would be better to always have a place I could return to if there weren't many towns about."*At the very least, it reduced the need to have to sleep outside all the time even if only slightly. The light of his torch flickered in and out every now and then as the wind began to pick up. With what distance they had already made through the thick snow, Terrel wondered if heading back would have been a better option than possibly getting caught in the snowfall. He'd bet on their trail getting lost if they didn't.

The snow continued to pick up more and, in time, his horse began to slow down, its body growing tense as he came to a stop and tugged at his lead. Terrel looked over to him, having to coax his horse with the same hand he used to carry his lead. Carl refused to move on however, letting out a whinny into the night air with something bothering him.*"What's wrong Carl?"*He asked him. Terrel was only half conscious of the sound of movement around them, the wind having deafened most of it up to the point of Carl's warning. Several small bodies moved within the shadow of the fire light, though when Terrel looked up they hardly seemed visible. He squinted against the dark, slowly tugging his horse closer to him.*"I think we're being followed..."*He said to her.*
Jeanne
"Not a terrible idea... And yeah, I noticed. Halfolk, of some sort."
*Ikehara nodded at his observation, confirming her suspicions despite the biting cold. A low growl rumbled the back of her throat, slowly pulling her crossbow from its buckle onto her lap.*
Angela
*He lowered his hand to the hilt of his sword, holding the torch out to illuminate some of the area around them. The smaller creatures stood at the edge of it. Canine-like it seemed. Wolves. They gave a low growl at them, some appearing at their sides, while few were bold enough to move towards them directly. Terrel moved the torch around slightly, coming to notice just how many had managed to surround them out of view. A dozen or so it looked to be. Had they walked up on an entire pack of them? The animals seemed hesitant in coming closer to the light, keeping back and only moving closer as the wind threatened to put it out.*
Jeanne
"Hm. Thought it was bandits. I've no magic to scare them off..."
*She lamented, catching herself before she growled too loudly and provoked the pack. Her fingers curled around a few extra bolts as she drew the string taught, trying to gauge which one of them was the leader.*
Angela
*Terrel's gaze passed over the snarling wolves that surrounded them, most of which all looked different from one another both in size and of what could be seen from their fur color.*"Hold your fire for a moment."*He said to her. Terrel took a few steps towards the wolves in front of him, eyeing them as they lowered themselves to the ground in warning of preparing to lunge.*"Chief?"*He said to them. One of the wolves' ears shot up in response, its attention trained on him for a while. Terrel moved the fire around a bit to get a better look at the wolves.*"Alfie? Koda?"*A pair of them copied the first wolf. What previously looked like aggression gradually softening into curiosity.*
Jeanne
*An ear dropped flat against her hair, the wolves' curiosity infectious as Terrel addressed these beasts with familiarity. The extra bolts were filed away once more, the crossbow leaving her lap; her arms folding across her chest. She watched intently.*
"Friends of yours..?"
Angela
*Terrel grinned for a moment as the wolves seemed to respond.*"They're my wolves-."*He said with the slightest hint of happiness in his tone. The Silnari placed down the torch, going down onto his knees as the wolves suddenly flooded over to him and tackled him over. The change in demeanor from those he named seemed to be infectious to the other wolves, causing the rest to join in on the pile as Terrel tried to sit up and give each of them a pat on the head.*"Must have gotten loose trying to search for food."*He said, lightly moving the overly excited wolves away.*"We might not be so far after all."