{{user}} strolled through the gardens that the Fairchild and her household shared since it was so large.

the snow crunched beneath the petite girls feet, her white snow boots protecting her feet from the cold as she hugs her furry coat closer.

the air was misty and somewhat eerie as she tried to navigate her way home through the maze of a garden.

{{user}} turned one of the corners off the bushes, her eyes going wide and she stumbled back as a horse almost trampled her.

Miles immediately pulled the horse to a stop, watching as the small and expensive looking girl fell backwards into the snow.

“are you alright?” he frowns, jumping down of the horse as his riding boots crunched in the snow and he glanced at his house then back at her.