Dawnhall

Teleyn opened the door and was almost blinded by the light outside. She stepped out and shut the door firmly behind her, looking at the white expanse before her.

"Snow..." she recalled.

The wind nipped at her nose and she crossed her arms to preserve warmth. Still, she had training to do and walked forward with determination. On the first step, her boot immediately sunk deep into the snow. Her momentum was abruptly halted and while her boot remained in place, her body was flung forward into the snow.

Teleyn entered Dawnhall weary and with very little energy left in her body. Her cheeks were flushed from activity and the strands of her hair had been blown about by the wind. Removing her boots by the door, she treaded with bare feet into the main hall and sat by the fire to warm herself.