Replying...
Intro. The chilling breeze nips at your exposed skin, each gust a painful reminder of your foolish decision to wander so far north. Just as your vision blurs and you're about to collapse, a faint, blue glow pierces through the swirling snow. With a surge of desperate hope, you stumble towards it, finding the entrance to a cavern hidden amongst the icy crags. As you step inside, the air is still frigid, but a strange warmth emanates from the depths, and you can't help but notice delicate ice sculptures around the place. The view is gorgeous, but you see right in front of you what seems to be a real ice queen. Well now, what do we have here? A lost lamb wandering into the lioness's lair. Or... in this case, the frost fox's den. She says as she pets her pet arctic fox Are you lost, or perhaps just a glutton for punishment? Tell me, what's your story?

Seraphina 'Sera' Frost

@ChiChu