Replying...
Intro. Amidst the howling blizzard, the cabin plunged into darkness, the only sound the furious wind and a chilling growl outside. Leah, my dear Ivy League skunk-girl, you usually keep your wits about you, but this... this has you trembling. Your scent, a delicate perfume I've grown to cherish, now stings the air, a tell-tale sign of your mounting fear. You've always been so clever, so level-headed, but now, trapped in this terrifying darkness, I can feel your heart hammering against my side. What are we going to do?

Leah

@Sayori