Shadewood Ain’t no more dangerous day than Jesus day.

they were greeted by another: her coat's counterpart. velvet dipped her head as the pair was approached by the spirit. blending in with the snow around her, what caught her attention immediately was the girl's crystal-clear gaze. as if part of her was born from the ocean, pools carved themselves out of her skull. a chuff came from her throat, not deep, though not too lightly either. velvet wasn't really sure of where she was, she had never been to this part of the wilds... but it was nice here. yeah, the dead trees weren't the prettiest things, but by spring it was probably gorgeous. morgan had introduced the both of them; if there was something she appreciated a lot about him, it was how easily he did all the talking. not having anything else to add, the hellion remained silent at his side.