(aight bet)
There's a flash of green light and the sound of something hitting the snow, followed by what can only be either groaning or grumbling. After a few seconds, a burnt orange stick comes into view, their eyes black with green stars for pupils.
"Mierda, hace un frío que pela… ¿Dónde carajo estoy ahora?"
(before you ask yes i used google translate bc i am very bad at language)
-- @stellar-green-stars
*Its May now, so there's no longer any snow.... but instead, they fall into a bed of sand, a sudden startled yelp heard from right beside them*
?!?!
Of course!!! And do come and find me if you need anything, alright? But until then, farewell!
*She bows a bit at him with a smile.*
"You got it. ¡Adios, amiga! ¡Mantente a salvo!"
















