Sneaking through the wilderness, hiding from hostile people, hostile wildlife, and hostile dragons.Sharing meat with wild wolves, huddling by a fire at night. (Then a sabrecat savaged her and the wolves just before dawn. Sigh.)Dragon in the distance. Dragon SCARY.Finally made it to Ivarstead! Warming up in the inn while wearing the clothes of a dead man. Again.Making her way stealthily up the 7000 (fortunately less than that) steps to High Hrothgar.Oh hello, werewolf. I am also a werewolf.
The last pic, by the way, came about because Chela'd decided to take a few days to center herself. Find a cave for shelter, live off the land for a while. The first cave she found was wayyy too big and had already been claimed by a fellow werewolf. He didn't seem interested in fully clearing the cave, so Chela took care of that and brought him a ton of meat from a captive bear and sabrecat that'd she'd found (and killed).
She's gonna find another cave to live in, though. Let the other guy have THAT cave.