Talk:White Horn/@comment-31426529-20170302002917/@comment-27736349-20170303163333

I go back into my tent and grab my axe and keep it on hand. I take another peek outside, the sound of snow being crunched by heavy steps. I start to sweat from aniety of what could be possibly be outside, most likely a monster. Just as I'm about to take another look a woman's face pops in wearing heavy winter clothing. I sigh with relief at my life not being in danger and put the axe away and welcome her in, thinking she got lost in the blizzard and is seeking warmth. My eyes widen as the rest of body follows in, that of a deers. I talk with her a bit before starting to feel tired and get my bag and blanket. As I begin to drift off she sits down by me and snuggles up next to me, her body warm like a freshly made meal. I look up to see her smiling. she tells me to go back to sleep and to not worry, she'll keep me warm. I drowsily nod and go back to sleep, a smile on my face. When morning comes I wake up to see her looking down on me, she alseep as well, a smile on her face. I get up and kiss her forehead, write a note saying I'll be back, and head out to get something to eat.