Shrouded in her warmest cloak, hood pulled over her head, Lolita made her way across the dark grounds. Silently she cursed the lack of cloud cover to provide pitch blackness. She paused every few minutes on her trek to melt into the shadows, each time creating small clouds as her warm breath met the frigid air. It would not do to have anyone catch sight of her, not tonight, not when she had important business to attend to. But the last several hundred yards provided absolutely no cover. She shot a look up to the highest towers where she knew two common rooms were. It was now or never if she was to investigate what she needed to.

Lolita made a break for it. Feet pounding and heart racing, she exclaimed softly when a loud CRACK! issued forth across the silent landscape. The sticks had no moisture left in them in the extreme cold. Stumbling slightly, the Latina caught herself before she hit the stone-hard earth. A bit of panic entered her stride as she made the last mad dash into the cover of the trees. She didn't stop to see if anyone was following her, but plunged straight into the heart of the forest to see what she could find.