It took a little longer to get back to the campsite than it did to get to the Highlanders' base. Murdoc had sent a few carts on ahead of them, but they had quickly caught up after Skye had messed with the wheels to the carts accompanying them.
She had wrapped large, wide strips of treated leather around them to make it easier to move the carts in the piling snow. Since it had been lightly falling for the past day, the outer edge of heavier part of the snowstorm had finally reached them. The small clumps from before were now masses, and had already covered the ground as the wind began to pick up.
"How exactly are we supposed to have a party if everyone has to stay in their tents?!" Skye yelled as the wind whipped her in the face.
"I told ya! Party tents! This ain't the first time we've played in the snow, lassie! Just wait until Yuletide!" Murdoc yelled in between chuckles.
