"Yes that is my camp. When we get there we should warm you two up and get you back to civilization," Fautal said. He kept on running because he did not know the condition that the arden on his back was in.
<span style='color:gray'>hey i think the snow is made out of candy or was that fairy floss... too bad i can't reach it from here.</span> thought metarist looking at the seemingly pink snow. OOC: this is embarising... -_-
