Sitya could feel the exhaustion seeping into the marrow of her bones. Her body was telling her to stop, even if her heart and mind just wanted to keep on moving. To keep out all the past memories. Finally giving in to the demands being made though, she sunk down into the snow and cleared a spot. From her bag she pulled out a bit of tinder and some wood. She had made plans, more than a little used to such travels.

It didn't take her long to get a small little fire going and a small snow wall built up around her to trap in some of the heat and protect her from any wind. Looking around all she saw was the dark color of the snow at night. It seemed to stretch on forever in all directions. She could understand why the Southern tribers seemed to always be with child. To combat the desolate nature of their nation. Sitya sighed and pulled out a map to try and check for her location. She had been put far behind schedule with her unintended side trip down south though she wasn't far now from the edge. The next question would be how to get across the water. What bending she had there would be completely useless. Sure she had two types of bending, but all they were good for were lighting fires and playing with water. Once again Sitya wished she had been born with one type and the ability to do more with it.