Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-15488047-20131022040716/@comment-27603392-20140117140408

"No, no, dear. It has been a long day for both of you." Tianee was about to help setting up the table, but the older woman already a step before her: Two plates with bowls filled with homemade stew, a layer of white rice rested on top of the golden brown broth were placed on the table next to each other, showing where they will be sitting. She noticed both hers and Cerule's plate had a whole hind leg of the rabbit, and her face fell flush.

"Eat up~" The rest of the meal was placed on the table when she sat down, and while the teal haired girl was glancing at the door waiting for her dad, Tatonga switched their plates while giving Cerule a wink.

"I hope there won't be a snowstorm anytime s- Tatonga!" Turned around to see her brother already finished half of the food on the plate in a rather messy manner, "We have a guest! Show some manner!"

The front door was pushed open and another person - a man with a not so tall but strong build stepped in, a layer of snow covered his shoulders and hat with thin frost coated on his goggle. Dusted the cold powder off, Mr. Musk turned to grab a tough rope on the floor and gave it a strong pull: There was a loud thud sound on the front gate, but it was softened the second time.

"What's that wonderful smell ?"