[center][h2][color=9966CC]Serra[/color][/h2][/center]

A cold chill made its way down Serra’s back as she trudged along through the snow. She had never really liked the cold too much, it made her feel like she couldn’t move as freely as usual. At least the hot drinks made it a little more bearable. She was glad that she didn’t have to be the trail blazer though, one of the others in the group had taken on that role for himself. 

[color=9966CC]“He must be pretty used to this kind of place”[/color] Serra said to the group as she pulled her cloak tighter around her. She really wasn’t too familiar with any of the other members of the group yet, but it was always good to make small talk in situations like this. It was a lot easier to work together if you broke the ice a little bit before a hunt. Especially when you were coming up against something you haven’t fought before. Serra shifted her weight as she walked, moving her horn from one shoulder to the other. She usually left it on her back, but the large hunk of metal got cold quickly and having it on her back just made her even colder. Suddenly a loud roar rang out in the air, and she saw the man at the front of the group slow down in front of them. She hurried to catch up with him as the second roar sounded.

[color=9966CC]“I hope so, it sounds big”[/color] Serra said as a smile spread its way across her face. Her grip on her horn tightened as she peered further into the caves ahead. [color=9966CC]“Sounds like we are getting pretty close, so keep an eye out everyone”[/color] She said, turning to face the group for a moment before returning her gaze to the path ahead. She may have been stating the obvious, but she liked to make sure they were all on the same page just in case.