Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131222033601

The snow crunched under her feet. Chamoisee was tucked tightly in her cloak, the cold air trying to sneak in. Her cheeks were red from the temperature, and her breath was making steam with each exhale. Just wondering through, Chamoisee didn't know why she was here, but didn't much mind. She was happy just to be somewhere this pretty.

''Snow is so nice. I should come here again.''

Little flakes were in the air, drifting by her face. Opening her mouth, she let one float in. It was cool on her tongue. It felt so relaxing without any troubles. 