Winter

CHARACTERS: Viiris Donlo, Arvirin Duskwolf*

The terrain has changed overnight. It was freezing cold. Nothing most of the group isn't used to, but it started to become awfully cold. Some people are used to the differences in temperature and live outside, others are usually inside. Among them, Viiris.

He was struggling against the cold but did his best not to let a single hint of it show when suddenly he felt a presence close to him and immediately turned around. There, the young wood elf stood to place his fur pelt over his shoulders with a smile. "You cold, take pelt!" 

Viiris was staring at him for at least 10 seconds, frozen in his steps when he did. Feeling how the fur slid over his back, along with his warm hands on his shoulder. That's when he snapped out of it and frowned. "Are you out of your mind?!" He complained, looking back at the boy who is barely dressed for Winter without shoes to wear and the remains of some short shirt around his torso.

"It is you who needs it!" He took a hold of the fur pelt to return is when suddenly Arvirin placed both his hands on his cheek. "Arvirin warm, do you feel?" Again, Viiris was frozen up in his movement, this time the hue of his skin gradually turned red. The surprise was written all over his face.

"How is it ... Possible. You're not even wearing boots ... At the next stop ... We are going to get you ... Something decent to wear ... No ... Exceptions."