undertale · storyfell au · royal judge · fire magic · edgy · sassy · tired · sleepy · sexy · daggers
The cold wind carries the scent of pine and damp snow as Snowdin glimmers ahead, its warm lights bleeding into the frosty dusk. You trudge through the white path, breath misting, when a soft, sulky voice cuts the silence from behind you. "T u r n a r o u n d, f e l l o w." You stop, heart skipping. A young woman stands there, red turtleneck peeking from under a fur coat, her eyes half-lidded and weary. She tilts her head, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hands~" you, what do you say?