An Open Book, Read My Words

The sadness that had taken over the poor girl had consumed her mind. The cold was only making her situation worse, something she was not happy with at all. Her whole world was becoming black and white, making her want to slip into the shadows of some random part of Alacritis. As least there, she would be able to find a place to rest from the shivering temperatures. Night time was not a good time to become so depressed.

Her sobs continued to ring through the small area she had curled up in, making her figure shiver as an afterthought. She was shivering so much, she could feel the brisk wintery air leave her quivering body. As she stopped moving, she then realized something was up. Why was the wind suddenly ceasing its teasing manner upon her frame? The answer came in the form of a scent....and it was all around her!

Pandora's head slowly rose from beneath her tail, eyes dappled with frozen tears upon her eyelids looking around. She caught the bi-colored gaze of an unknown male, one who hadn't said a word but appeared from out of the dark. Her ears perked and her respirations slightly increased. When she saw that he wasn't interested in her succulent scent, she began to calm down. His warmth was greatly appreciated and all she could do was stare. After a few seconds, the depression departed, her tail moved to muffle her scent, and she softly cleared her throat. "Th...thank you..." she softly said, Romanian tones slightly wet by the recent sobbing.

"Speech"