09-24-2020, 03:17 PM
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She hadn't been here at the lodge for long herself. It was meant to be a short stop, just to rest until she was ready to set out again, but she found it difficult to bring herself to leave. It was such a nice place once you took a look past the harsh climate and unwelcoming terrain. Very different compared to where she came from, that much was sure.
Naomi wasn't too sure what brought her outside that day, but there she was nevertheless, trudging through piles of snow that were more slush than anything. Once it got colder they were sure to have plenty of proper snow, which excited her but also made her uneasy at the same time.
She was brought out of those despairing thoughts, though, when she spotted something ahead of her. Pulling her coat tighter around her, the woman made her way over to check things out, only to find a boy sitting on what she presumed to be his wagon. A friendly, albeit slightly concerned smile lit up her face.
"Hey there. Whatcha doin' out here by yourself? It's colder than a witch's tit!" She chuckles softly at herself, only then thinking to read what he had written on his board. "Darsy, is that right? Well, of course we have room! I think." she says uncertainly, rubbing at her arms when a particularly cold breeze flows by. "I haven't been here long myself, but I don't think anyone would mind if ya wanted to come in outta the cold."
Naomi wasn't too sure what brought her outside that day, but there she was nevertheless, trudging through piles of snow that were more slush than anything. Once it got colder they were sure to have plenty of proper snow, which excited her but also made her uneasy at the same time.
She was brought out of those despairing thoughts, though, when she spotted something ahead of her. Pulling her coat tighter around her, the woman made her way over to check things out, only to find a boy sitting on what she presumed to be his wagon. A friendly, albeit slightly concerned smile lit up her face.
"Hey there. Whatcha doin' out here by yourself? It's colder than a witch's tit!" She chuckles softly at herself, only then thinking to read what he had written on his board. "Darsy, is that right? Well, of course we have room! I think." she says uncertainly, rubbing at her arms when a particularly cold breeze flows by. "I haven't been here long myself, but I don't think anyone would mind if ya wanted to come in outta the cold."