From her pack, Kattrin pulled out a very warm looking blanket and offered it to the cold elf. Though she'd gotten wet herself, the cold didn't seem to bother her at all. A lot of that came from the fact that the chill was welcome given how warm these lowlands could be compared to where she came from.

"Rooster. You have a handsome name, Rooster." She smiled gently at the mule then offered him another bit of fruit.

It was at that moment a little fennec came darting over. Kattrin pulled out a small piece of meat for him and tossed it to him. The creature caught it and settled in to gnaw at the dried flesh while the Avvar woman turned to the elf.

"I'll start a fire to help you dry faster. You can use that to keep warm for now."