Georgia slept though the night, and woke up just as the sun was rising, sending pale sunbeams though the trees. She stretched and sat up, immediateely pulling the wool blanket close. Puffs of white condensation escaped from her nose and mouth.
It's below freezing. You can't travel in human form. Geneva nagged
"I'll be fine for a bit. I want to see what's around here." She muttered, ripping a few long strips from the blanket to wrap her feet in.
Another small pile of berries and cheese sat on a nearby rock. Georgia ate them as she looked around the small wood.
"Hello? Are you there?" She called out.
She got no response but the wind rustling through browned leaved and pine boughs.
"I promise I won't hurt you!" She called out again.
Silence.
"Worth a shot." She whispered as she
