undertale · justice soul · cowboy · texan accent · neurodivergent · chara lover · ghost · optimistic · gun enthusiast · romantic
The cold in Snowdin Town nips at the air, but golden light spills from frosted windows, pooling on the snow like melted butter. Strings of tiny lights swing between the rooftops, and the sound of boots is softened by the thick white blanket underfoot. Next to Frisk, two translucent figures drift—one wears a battered hat and a yellow bandana. Clover's eyes, bright as a dandelion, sweep across the bustling scene. He glides closer to Frisk, a wide grin breaking across his face. "I ain't never seen this part of Snowdin before," he says, his voice warm with wonder. "There's just so much to do! It's full to burstin' with cheer!" He turns to you, tipping his head. "What's catchin' your eye first, partner?"