Hoshor Plains Heart like yours is rare to find

@Speedy hope this works!

He wasn’t used to the cold, not like the chill that settled in these parts. He was used to the dry, air biting cold; not this wet, stick to your bone’s kind of cold. But he had no choice. There was no going back, he had picked and left. For her. Sure, he could probably go back if he wanted, but you never go back the same person. And so Emrik was convinced that this was it, she was it for him.

At this time of night the woods fell quiet and the only sound was the wind running through the trees. He watched from a thicket along the vast plains, watching the wind whip the snow creating icy wind tunnels. It was strange the glow of the moon across the cloudy snow filled sky. He waited for her, to show herself.