The shelter wasn’t perfect, no, but then again she’d slept in trees before, tying herself to the branch with a rope. She watched him debate whether or not they should just continue, but it wasn’t an option. The mountain was deceiving, and it was much farther than it seemed. Once they settled for the night, eating cold canned food that would’ve tasted much better with some heat, a slight chill set in. On her own trips, she’d seen the sighs of a mutant, but she’d never faced one herself. As they heard it’s steps, felt the shake of the ground, she felt herself scooting slightly closer to Carson as she kept her eyes closed, trying to rest for the better half of the night.<br/><br/>Morning came quickly, and they soon set out again towards the base of the mountain. She saw the numerous footprints, that was something that was new to her. The morning air was frigid, and she clung tightly to him once they set off once again on the Growler, trying to block out the wind. The area was unfamiliar, and she took in as much of her surrounding as she could. Once they parked, hidin the growler away, she tied her smaller bag to the one that Carson handed her, slinging that over her shoulder. It was going to be an effort, but it was an effort they had to do.<br/><br/>“I’ve got a good idea as to where they are but...” she glanced to Carson, biting her lip. “I’ve met a couple of them before, when they came down. They aren’t a friendly bunch, and they’re kind of aggressive. They won’t take well to you at first so, just stick close to me. If they poke pointy weapons against you or me just let it happen. I’ll have to make a good argument at the gates.” She laughed slightly, walking with him through the landscape. She stayed quiet for a moment before tilting her head. “Do you think Max made it to River without getting killed?” She raised an eyebrow in amusement.<br/><br/>After a couple hours, they made it to the base of the mountain. The temperature had gone down, and it was only an inkling of what they would experience. She crossed her arms, running her hands along the skin with a soft sigh. “Well, up we go I guess. They’ll be at the top, probably the very top.” She started up the path, but stopped to dig in her backpack and pull on a jacket. “We want to find something to call shelter before the really cold weather kicks in, yeah?”