Winter-solstice
@puer-relicta
There was frost on the grass as mar walked towards the town. It crunched pleasantly under her boots and sparkled in the lights twinkling from the building’s ahead. The town was decked out for the season, lights garlanding gutters and wrapped round lampposts and trees. The cold keeps the humans inside though and she’s rather thankful for that.
Two large deerhounds snuffle at her hands for attention. As she comes to a halt she affectionately rubs scratches behind their ears with either hand. She has a bag on her back and what seams to be a flask on her hip. Briar should be able to spot her from here, so she rocks on her heels as she waits.














