The Camping Trip (Closed RP: MountainMan-Kristoff)
It was early in the morning and the sky had barely started to glow, with the light of day barely breaking the horizon. The freezing cold morning air nipped at the redheads cheeks, as her feet crunched through the frost covered grass.
A few weeks ago when Kristoff had mentioned them spending a weekend alone together, Romantic getaways, and luxurious spa's flooding Anna's head. She could almost smell the floral aroma's and imagine days spent relaxing in white sand, and spending long nights curled up with Kristoff.
It seemed however that Kristoff had a somewhat different idea of what a romantic getaway was. So now she found herself trudging through the freezing mud, somewhere out in the middle of an endless forest, climbing toward the towering peaks of the mountains.
"Kristoff, could you... wait... up for a minute." She chattered out through her teeth. Her backpack weighed down on her shoulders like a rock. She saw the husky blonde about a dozen paces ahead of her climbing the large pile of bolders.
"We've been walking for like an hour," she pouted, rubbing her sore shoulders, fighting off the chills of the brisk air. "I-I'm fre-eezing out here. C-can't we s-stop for just a m-minute."