Instead, she conjured herself some warm boots and a thick cloak and began trooping up the trail. One thing she thought about while making this trek was the weather, which she deliberately controlled, refining her precision within the clouds and temperature. Winter descended all around her except directly over her head. She experimented with snow everywhere but right over where her trail took her. Slowly she grew more confident in manipulating the weather. She asked the wind to sweep aside snow from her trail, rain in certain spots while snow dominated elsewhere. She even tried a bubble of warm tropical air to follow her on the way up the paths she created. However, this only made the trek muddy and she abandoned the effort as a waste of energy.
Another thing that occupied her mind was the
