Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-37315504-20190714190018/@comment-36359477-20191106201556

The man sat huddled apot a bus half burried on the snow, No food, No drinkable water was left and no hope of getting fresh supplies. Only the prospect was to sit there waiting for the biting cold to finally take him and so his conciousness soon faded.

To his suprise he awoke sometime later, he was warm despite the swirling blizzard beneath a thick fur coat, he himself had his arms wrapped around the torso of a women who felt so hot that she could burst into flame at any moment, the heat causing him to instinctively tighten his embrace on her.

With his senses finally returned to him he found himself riding on the back of a Whitehorn who had now realized he was awake "Oh good, you're awake, I was begining to worry. We're not far from my shelter and will have in the warm soon enough but... err... I have a favor to ask when er get there." the Whitehorn says while her already flushed face goes even redder along with her increasingly high body heat.