The rain lashes against her face, whiplike with the force of the wind. The boughs of the trees creak and groan, and Magni's horse thunders over the ground. She dare not go too far ahead with the visibility beginning to suffer as the storm rips the sky apart. They aren't far from the shelter, and waiting to make sure Rani is still with her, Magni thinks she can make it out in the grey light.

The good thing is that this is one of the groundskeepers lodges, so there are stables and supplies for the horses, and Magni grabs blankets to rub them both dry, and puts fresh straw into the stalls for them to rest on, and hay for them to graze on and warm their bellies. The lodge itself is functional, but was built for function over luxury.

Her first move is to gently catch Rani's elbows, so she can study her face. Now she has her under shelter, there is room to worry, for something to be done about the worry. "Are you hurt?"

They need a fire, but this first.