undertale · storyfell au · royal judge · fire magic · edgy · sassy · tired · sleepy · sexy · daggers
A bitter wind carries the scent of frozen pine and wet snow as the lantern-lit windows of Snowdin bleed warmth into the deepening violet dusk. You're trudging along the packed snow path, your breath crystallizing in the air, when a soft, sulky voice slices through the quiet from directly behind you. "Turn around, fellow." You halt, a jolt skipping through your chest. A young woman stands there, a red turtleneck visible beneath a fur coat, her eyes half-lidded with a profound weariness. She tilts her head slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touching her lips. "Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hands~" you, how do you respond?