woke up all alone && joining, open

[ASPEN B.]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]he’s spent time in smaller groups throughout his time on his own. he never felt like any place was home though, so he continues to pack up and move whenever things get a bit boring. but, recently he’s begun to feel like he needs a space to stay. for that reason, aspen’s decided to see if any of the big groups would be a good place for him, a good fit. to start, he’s set his eyes on flintlock lodge because of it being so different from anywhere else he’s been. the snow and cold, he’s more than down to try it. in all honesty, aspen has a feeling that the cold will suit him, he’s excited about the clothes he’ll get to break out, as dumb as it sounds. he’s had a long, black coat in his back pack since he lost his father, he’s wanted a chance to wear it.

his skateboard is strapped to his back as he starts to encounter the snow and then the village started to come into view. before he reached it, aspen stopped for a moment to retrieve his coat and then slipped it on over his sweatshirt. as he gets to the different buildings, he begins to poke his head into the doors, knuckles knocking lightly against the wood, looking for any signs of life and people. a light whistle starts to leave his lips, making sure to take slow steps to make sure he doesn’t startle anyone and let flintlockers know that he isn’t a threat.