Invader came to a fork in the trail, notably someone had already been here. Slightly apprehensive, they decided to take the other half of the fork and proceeded to the left. The trail here, was much harder to follow, and very iced over in some places. However there was a bridge, so they did not have to take a chance on the iced over creek. Looking around they were thankful, they had brought a camera, she stopped to take a few pictures. Listening they heard the sound of yelling, and a sorts of rocket propelled sled. That was someone they knew, that was good, it made them more at ease.
Eventually they found the cabin, it was a grad one, medium in size but almost had the appearance of a frontier one. How suiting given the area it was stationed in. It rested on a stone foundation, made of cobble stone rather than field stone. They surmised the rest of it had been made with oak, some very old oak wood that is. Making the place very sturdy, a stone chimney rose along the side of it. There were thin whips of smoke, that meant a fire had been started but would burn low soon. There was a single small stained glass window, that had an maple leaf pattern in it. Along the south wall, was a balcony that was recently added, as the wood did not match in tone with the rest.
Further looking they caught sight of Chase, a slight grin made its way to her face. Who would pass the opportunity to lob a snowball at him. Gathering up some snow, it was just damp enough for a snowball. Carefully they got within ten feet of him, then launched it to hit him squarely in the back.
"Hello Chase." She smirked. "Good to see you."
