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

Frost.

Cerule pressed a gloved fingertip against the glass of the window, feeling the cold seep through cloth. He was grateful to be sitting inside of a toasty-warm train, rather than face the harsh weather outside.

Though, if what he read about Neviah was true, then this was the norm for all creatures and people living there. The resident Grimm must be even nastier than the run-of-the-mill kind, he thought to himself. Hopefully, they wouldn't run into anything too dangerous.

He wasn't alone, after all. Sitting across from him was his recent-but-close friend Tianee Musk, dressed in her usual fur ensemble, ambient light of the train compartment making her copper-colored eyes appear a dark brown. He felt a blend of trepidation and anticipation, wondering what awaited the two of them. It reminded him of the story of a woman who guided two foreign men through her homeland. Her mysterious, dangerous homeland.

"I've never been this far north before," he said. "I hope I'll be able to handle the weather. With this much snow, my coat might just blend into the scenery." A beat.

"Thank you for inviting me, Tianee. I'm... really excited to see what it's like." After all, a home was sacred. Tianee was sharing something important of hers with him, and it warmed his heart. He gave her a bright smile, with something in it he usually reserved for Ariel. 