Yumilia follows behind her companions with almost a bounce to her step, glad to at least have found some cover from the shrieking wind, and relieved to be untied from the others for a while. While the ceiling was low enough that most people would have to crouch, she was short enough that she could stand at her full height if she wanted, though she still crouched a bit to avoid bonking her head on the stone above.<br/><br/>She straightened her hat and pulled it lower on her head; she had seen long ago how people tended to react upon seeing her large, black wings, and didn't want to risk frightening her companions while they were out in the middle of nowhere...