Why was she even in this area? The cold that was beginning to sweep through the island had already hit here so why was the black widow here? She wasn't sure so don't ask but she walked through the territory with a pelt tied by vines across her back. No she didn't tie it herself she asked a money to do it but it kept her warm as she went further into the freeze. Her mind was running around, thinking of when the perfect time would be to go for the Cove and yet with winter coming she wasn't sure she wanted to do that right now. Her children were still young, and since her conversation with Pyrrha, Aphrodite wasn't sure she wanted to take the Cove at all but let the Tollaire destroy Miaran. All those thoughts raced through her mind as she walked through the territory.

@Riven

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The only Heaven I'll be sent to
is when i'm alone with you

here, the wind feels cold, harsh. the sharp air cried out with violent clarity. winter winds brushes across his rigid frame, twisting the long tendrils of the leviathan's mane. his rigid features were swathed in a soft veil of snow, the porcelain flakes descending heavenward as ice enveloped the entire of ilere's territory. wordlessly, the winter soldier pushes past the dark shadows, he draws his hulking frame and massive paws over the thick snow, feeling the chill of the cold settle upon his flesh.

his singular blue eye trains up ahead, quietly studying the northern frontier, before spying the dark frame of @Aphrodite pressed againt the snow. she's a blight of darkness against the bone-white dunes, a strange and exotic looking female with swarthy features and a half-mane. riven would eventually close the distance between them, the rumbling tenor leaves his chest in their icy greeting. "you're not from here, are you?" the question lay poised against his curved fangs, the red beast studying the woman with a certain apathy.

Her ears swivel on the top of her head. Violet jewels scanning the area, alert for anyone who may come into view regardless of who they were. She had taken some precautions on covering her scent of the Plains. The pelt she wore had helped - or she thought it did - as it smelled entirely of the earth she had it laying on in her den. Mixed with all of those herbs she had begun to recollect. But even so, she may not have been successful as she walked the freeze territory.

Large frame stuck out against the white backdrop so it was of no surprise to her when someone called out to her, causing her to stop. Ears twisting on top of her head as she turned to face him, the Brook sweeping off of his hide and into her nostrils to allow her to familiarize his scent. Violet jewels flashed behind two toned bangs as she faced him. And what gave that impression? She would smirk at him.

@Riven

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