It was cold.

It was a rather odd thing for Ivory to silently complain about, considering she lived in Alaska for a majority of her life, but she could never get used to the chilly temperatures. Normally she would have found shelter in one of the abandoned buildings within the fishing village, but she was much too uneasy to remain in one place for too long. What else was to be expected from an uneasy hunter, though? Being in the same general area of beasts that her bloodline had hunted for centuries wasn't exactly the most comforting, so instead she took to moving about frequently and investigating the abandoned village.

Now she stood on the coast, her gaze caught on a familiar figure at the end of the dock. She had questioned whether he was truly just an insane old man, perhaps driven mad from a hunt gone wrong, or perhaps a blood transfusion. But the more she thought about it, the more she wondered if she was the one who lost her sanity. After all, she chose to come. 

A wet nose poked at Ivory's hand, and the sudden contact brought her back from her thoughts. She blinked. The figure had vanished. Ivory glanced down at the companion by her side, his nose still touching her palm. It was hard to remember, but the hunter wasn't the only one who felt uneasy about this whole idea. It undoubtedly left Tikaani confused and unsure as well. 

After giving her companion a reassuring pat, she pulled her scarf over her nose and tucked her hands into her pockets. It was much too cold to stay by the ocean, and she'd rather not stay by the water longer than she had to. So she continued on with her stroll. Only this time she had a destination, and that was the bar. It was in better shape than many of the buildings in the village, and undoubtedly warmer. With some luck, the others wouldn't have jumped to that conclusion yet.

And warmer it was, something she was thankful for the moment she stepped inside. With a sigh of relief she took a seat at the bar and slipped off her crossbow and holster, placing them on the countertop. She chose to carry the weapon everywhere with her now-- there was no way in hell she was going to let it out of her sight at this point. Tikaani took his place at her feet, and the two relaxed, glad to be out of the cold and finally given a moment of peace.