The tension in the air kept Adelaide glued to her spot in the snow. Her haunches settled slowly towards the earth, and her tail disappeared beneath her rump. The woman was slowly learning her place, a place where, perhaps, she could not be so openly friendly to her superiors. She was a stranger to them still, encroaching upon the memories they had formed with one another, both good and bad. Though from what she had experienced so far, mostly bad. She had not endured the pain that they had, had not seen what they had seen. How dare she smile in their presence. If there were lips to purse, she might have done just that, shielding her eyes from the huntress before her, a clear look of shame on her face. Everyone had their horrors. Some were just lucky that they might share the load with others.
A question finally broke the tension, and Adelaide felt as though she could lift her head again, an ache in her neck tightening up from holding herself in such a closed off way. Silver eyes regarded the woman again, letting them settle around her ears to avoid eye contact as was customary. "I was looking for herbs," Adelaide answered, bashfully. It was a foolish endeavor, it really was in this weather. But this place was unfamiliar to her, so even if she could just find a husk of a plant, it would at least give her some idea of what stock she would have when the spring came, and what she would need to find away from the willow trees.