Permafrost Hollows dawn is a feeling

She mouthed the word along with the border guard; it tasted quite unfamiliar on her tongue, but she liked it. It reminded her of the homeland Vilkas had told her about, and she smiled, slightly, even more at ease now. Lily nodded, and at the query, took more time than usual to think over her words before spitting them out.

"Uh, w-we're open to anyone who n-needs shelter," she explained, hoping the definition would suffice. "We're all f-friends. We f-found each other while w-wandering. . .we decided t-to make a home together." And things had not gone quite as planned.

That was okay, though--they had made it. Lennon be damned, they had survived.

"I'm Lily," the girl said, her smile growing broader. "And y-you?"