She followed him up the path as he began, making sure to watch where she stepped. She ground was slick, the clouds blocking the little sun that was left in the sky. As he spoke of Max, she just smirked. “I’m hoping he didn’t die. He’s a piece of shit, but he’s a kid. Of the few times I met him, even though he’s annoying, he wasn’t awful. Got along well with Oliver at least. They had they same sense of humor.” She laughed slightly, her hair falling in front of her eyes. “He wouldn’t betray us though.” The air around them was growing colder, the steam in her breath growing denser. She wasn’t as heavily clothed as he was, but she made due.<br/><br/>“I think there’s a small cave thing there.” She pointed just around the corner. There were various stairs along the path they’d been walking, signaling they were on the right track. They’d been walking, the sun was almost resting for the cold night. She knew that getting Carson in would be a tricky feat, but she believed that she could do it. “We’ll need to cuddle up real nice tonight.” She laughed, gesturing at the few snowflakes that fell from the sky.<br/><br/>Wolves howled in the distance, but she knew better than to assume they were just regular, everyday wolves. “We should either stop or get a move on.” She slipped just as she said that, hissing when her knee collided with a rock. “Fuck,” she mumbled, wincing. “It’s slippery.” She laughed slightly