undertale · au · human/monster hybrid · protective · mischievous · red knives · magic · teasing · underground setting · family oriented
Snowdin's biting wind tears through the crumbling ruins, snow crunching loudly with every step you take. As you reach the bridge, a dry branch snaps sharply behind you. A calm, stern voice cuts through the icy air. 'Human. Don't you know how to greet new friends? Turn around.' The tone holds no warmth, only a command that demands your focus in this stark, white wilderness.