peppermint winter ♥

Wren continued to dance about, sometimes dropping completely just to roll in the snow and let it soak in how nice it felt. When suddenly, when her nose was clear of white powder, she noticed an all-too-familiar smell reach her. She froze. Bass had a habit of watching her from a distance like a ghost, ready to launch at her as if she were prey. But usually, due to him being so familiar, she caught him before he ended up pinning her to the ground and covering her in his usual "shower of kisses." The thought made Wren smile as she pushed to her feet and twirled around, humming softly. She acted oblivious to his presence which was all part of her plan. Even if he knew she knew he was there, it would work out fine. Romantic, yes. Not cheesy? Absolutely not. Wren finally stopped and sat, lifting her head. "Oh, how I wish someone would come play with me." She said longingly, staring up at the trees, a frown on her face.

Just as she sat, she stood to her feet again and skipped around in a circle until she formed a nice little island of snow. Then she nosed it all into a pile, shaping it into a pretty ugly ball of snow. But it was...round, at the very least. Once Wren assured the ball was stable, she climbed up and sat there, looking around. "Its so lonely playing in the snow all alone. Where is my dashing prince?" She hummed, her voice slow and fluid. She knew Bass was around, and she knew he was aware that his presence was discovered. But she was excited to see how Bass would surprise her this time. Because her times with him never got boring.

"Wren's Speech"
"Bass' Speech"