"I'm... fine, mostly. A little tired." Understandably. She's been running away from a bear through the snow. It hasn't been the easiest day for her.

Terra draws her well-worn cloak tighter around herself, cooling off now that the chase is over. Her gaze dances briefly toward the bear before she looks back up again, something akin to hope sparking in her eyes. "You're... a mage too, aren't you? Yet you have a sword..." A brief pause and she shakes her head. "Oh, no, I'm getting too far ahead-- I'm Terra."