Home sweet home

MaeA ... and out on the other side. She blinked. Half blinded from the bright light of the portal, and dazed from too much walking on nowhere near enough sleep, the girl stared about for some time before the reality of what she saw truly sank in. Home. She was home again. Back to familiar rolling hills and faded green trees in the distance. They were a brighter shade of green than she remembered, but it might just be the contrast to the white tundra she had left behind. There was no wind here. No barren mountainsides, no drifting snow or looming clouds overhead. Only a gentle breeze that carried with it a scent of fresh spring greens, of water and flowers, and... mud. Gods, it reeked of it! Clasping a hand over her mouth, Maea took a few steps forward to clear the way, in case Amun were to follow behind her, and looked about to see if she could find the source of the foul smell. you're so cold, but you feel alive.