Chimera Fields there's frost on every window

Her tail wagged softly, eyes wide and wonderous at the pair. The man was the darkest coal with the brightest ice, the fae the softest snow with the deepest ocean. Contrasts yet alike. And passionately in love, she was not some runaway that had fallen in-love with Cry because he was kind. No, they were mutual, duel and now together. Phex doubted they would separate ever again.

And Shadewood Keep. It sounded formidable, unpenetrable. Yet, it was a place to love and to be loved. A place of brightness and wonders. The youth wondered if it was there to keep this winter-fae safe. She knew how fiercely Cry would protect, she didn't need to see to know. He was a man of passions, secrets, and promises. He proved that now, and he would over and over. To the end of time? Who knows.
But she couldn't help but grin and nod.
Shadewood Keep.
The name itself held secrets behind closed doors, and she was glad to be the one behind them.

"At home, there's this amazing field and so many animals and plants and there's that ocean-y smell and sometimes you can hear the waves and there are these wicked rocks and pool."  The youth had to pause, collecting a breath, "You'll love it, and I'll try not to spoil the surprise of exploring but really you have to see it to believe it." The girl grinned wide and welcoming, taking a step closer to Gwen to sniff along her nape, taking in the scent of winter. She loved winter, but it was summer Phex truly thrived. And she would be glad to share with the rest of the pack all of her findings in the woods.