His boots got muddy, but Kyle didn't really care. He pulled up the hood of his jacket, and put his hands in his pockets he walked behind her. Looking at the ground, He could see his own breath after a few hours passed. He was getting cold, and fast the rain didn't help at all. They would have to find a cave or something to get out of this weather, he was used to the weather, and they cold, but usually it didn't drop this much. His teeth quietly chattered against each other because of the cold, the rain kept pouring down on them, if it wasn't this cold he would enjoy it.