Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170813063226/@comment-31595069-20170818080721

"Myself?" The Whitehorn tapped her chin as she put a pot on a stove and used some flint and tinder to spark the wood under it. "Well, when I was little my mom did the same thing I did. Rescue humans that ravel up in these mountains unprepared or who underestimate natures cold fury. The blizzards here are dangerious, one time I found a person frozen solid in a block of ice. As you can tell, I don't want humans to freeze to death up here so I made myself a cabin up here with some help. With this cabin I make sure to keep an ear and eye out for humans that travel up here. Thankully the others that live up here have helped many humans. So there has not been any recent deaths in weeks. Although now that the winter season is closing in we have to be more careful since more harsh blizzards appear." She spoke a bit about herself as she stood near the stove.