The young teen slept peacefully for an hour. She suddenly sneezed on fur and her eyes opened. Noticing the wolf there, she sprang away then ran further into the snow, dashing faster than before. Forget it. No magic lessons at all unless Kurai could keep his stalker sister under control. She dashed further into the woods, left hand on a dagger in her belt. If that girl came close to her again, she'd gut her. Tinuviel ignored the steady pain of the cold and hunger, running through the frozen brush towards potential safety. She couldn't risk being found out. This was too much. That girl was a safety risk. What the hell had she been thinking? Magic lessons? Preposterous. The girl curled up in the snow and began to shiver.