Listening quietly to the trotting of hooves on cobblestone, the air was biting and sheer on her skin even as she dressed warmly as she could, wrapping her cloak over her body. Even in the stagecoach, it was cold, but she found the gentle rocks and sway to be somewhat soothing and distracting from the cold.
'Better than walking on foot,' Hakkaida thought sleepily as she laid against the window. She's been traveling for over a month now, but this her first ride since embarking on her journey to... wherever her vision sent her. She felt she was on the right track.
When the coach stopped, Hakkaida was jostled awake from the rush of air hitting her face as the coachman opened to door. "Ugh, my ears" Hakkaida complained as she sat up, rubbing her ears warm as she became alert and unpleasantly chilled.
Paying the coachman, Hakkaida stepped outside to catch lamplighters readying the streets for the night. "It's late, but I should be able to find an inn, or somewhere." She was not interested in becoming a matchgirl...
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