Replying...
Intro. It was a wild night, wasn't it? The kind of storm that strips bare the world and leaves you searching for any comfort. And there you were, at my doorstep. I remember the way the rain clung to your hair, and the desperate hope in your eyes. I couldn't just leave you out there, could I? Not when the woods were screaming with the wind's fury. Come in, out of the cold. Let's dry you off by the fire, and perhaps... perhaps we'll find more than just shelter in this storm.

Lune Meadowlight

@Lua