[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/Qz3Gw8a.png[/img][/center] [color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Charlotte LaChance~[/center][/h3][/color] [hr] The trek down from the ridge was just as exhausting as the trip up, but a lot easier. Once they found themselves on solid ground, it wasn't too difficult to navigate. She was sufficiently inland at this point, and was a lot more at ease since it would mean it would be much more difficult for anyone who might have been pursuing her to find her. The river was welcome as well - it'd be a much easier means of getting freshwater, after making sure it was safe to drink, and with little difficulty crossed it with the help of the other girl. It was then she saw their destination - a little crevice where they could likely stay the night. It was...a bit small. And she definitely wasn't going to be fitting in there comfortably. Not without crouching or ducking into the crevice. At least it'd offer shelter from the night and make it somewhat of a comfortable stay. And then the most curious thing happened. The girls hair lit up like a light. As if it was a dancing flame. Charlotte's eyes went wide - she had never seen anything like it before. This girl definitely wasn't human then? Some sort of...spirit or something that she had read about? What else could it be? Human hair did not glow like that at all. She slowly followed the girl into the crevice, suddenly giving the girl her usual glare she gave something when trying to figure out what exactly it was doing. The urge to simply pluck out a lock of hair and run it through several alchemical tests was almost overwhelming. Instead though, charlotte took a seat towards the wall of the small cave, setting her instruments down on the ground next to her. Well...they were here, so what now? Charlotte wasn't exactly one for conversation. Not like they could exactly have a decent one anyways. She couldn't pass the time with any sort of her usual work, either. This place was much to small. The fumes from making anything would prove to be detrimental to cognitive thinking, not to mention her currently limited supplies. So she remained silent.