<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/17/Murasaki1.png)</div>Murasaki (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=359795) pulled herself free of the rope binding her to Zara with some relief, the wind cool against her bare skin even with her protective magic.  Straightening her thin robes to cover herself better, she followed the trackers, eying everyone's shivers with concern, even as the howl of the wind made speaking to each other nearly impossible.<br/><br/>The long search for the trail worried her, and losing it after so short a start worried her more, but she knew Fiona was doing her best, and so mearly supported her with a warm hand on her shoulder as she stooped to examine the traces.<br/><br/>Minutes later, when the trail was lost, she followed mutely as they decided to forge ahead into the icy wind.<br/><br/>Then, as it clanged, she looked for the source of the chain and slapping sound as it was heard, motioning in that direction, not bothering to shout over the raging wind.  She moved that way, careful to let the tracker move ahead of her, cognizant that their quart might be near, or even within earshot.