Tinuviel wandered deep into the woods, easily shaking Draco from her side as she stalked deeper into the brush and forestry. Finding a small cave, she crept inside and settled near the warmth of a hotspring, beginning to carve the wood. After several hours of this, she emerged into a darkened forest and began wandering back towards where she'd left Draco, heart pounding with fear. The sun was soon to go down and if the moon filled the sky then she'd be in too deep. Terrified, she began to run, her new wand tucked into the warm second cloak that Kurai had gifted her. After minutes of pounding through the harsh snow, half icy underbrush stinging her legs, she slammed into Kurai then fell into the snow and scrambled to her feet. She bit her lip, then looked up and dashed back. "S-S-Sorry.... I... I.... was.... s-sorry," she murmured, ducking back and wrapping her cloak around herself, shaking.