The snow and ice crunched under Elizabeth's boots as she walked the narrow path. The land around her was ice and snow, gleaming white from the reflection of the half clouded sun. If someone looked closely to where Elizabeth was headed they might see the small village of houses built small to keep warm, and painted white to blend in with their surroundings. Most outsiders though that this place was to cold and harsh to make any type of existence and that was just what they wanted them to believe. Here was  an odd assortment of creatures  humans elves and others that just didn't get along with the other world. So they tried to make a life for themselves in the snow and Ice.<br/><br/>Elizabeth walked up to the edge of their little village and looked back. The wind was picking up pushing lose bits of snow into diffrent patterns. Elizabeth turned her head and walked a bit faster. She had to hurry today, as her farther was going off to trade. They didn't trade very often just once or twice a year at most,and she had never gotten to accompany him before.  She was excited to see the world beyond their little village.<br/><br/>She kept walking around the edge of the village until she had nearly circled it. She saw a man walking with a horse pulling a cart and ran up to him. Painting with being out of breath by the time that she had caught up.<br/><br/>" Whoa ...Izzy I thought that you weren't going to make it." The big man pulling the cart said. he was a least a good four or five inches over Elizabeth, and covered in deep furs which contrasted with the light dress that she was wearing. Cold never bothered her. he really wasn't her father, but had adopted her, after finding her alone in the snow.<br/><br/>Elizabeth faked a pout , and stomped beside the cart that was loaded down with furs, fish, and other like things.<br/><br/>" A storm is coming, I couldn't wait on you." He said in a rough deep voice.<br/><br/>Elizabeth stayed quite and pouted a bit longer. She knew the storm was coming, she could feel the difference in the air. She was good at sensing such things. Storms made her restless and she would usually pace up and down there small house until it was through. Elizabeth moved and jumped up on the end of the rolling cart. " well since you obviously don't need me....I think I'll just sit here till we get there..."She said in a mock dramatic flair.<br/><br/>The man eyed back at her and made a soft noise that could have been a snort. " Whatever you want princess." He muttered under his breath. He continued to lead the horse on the path. Soon Elizabeth was going past things that were unfamiliar to her and the snow and ice started to dissipate into rocks. She watched with wide eyed excitement. She might just stay in the cart the whole time, but this was still an adventure.<br/>