♰[Aliza walked through the woods amongst the snow crushed underneath her bare feet who only prayed for warmth and rest, to be healed and taken off all the dirt she's been in, while the old trees around, nude from Winter and without a reassuring presence or aura, did make the atmosphere even more torturous than it already was. Her purple, torn and bruised, old dress that flew a bit onto the edges along the wind's whispers of fear, wanting for her to go back inside the Ruins and hopefully be safe once more with this crazed goat woman, Toriel, that she didn't know if she could even trust her this much anymore. But she resisted despite all the fear she felt... She didn't go back, no, she continued forward. She only hoped it would end soon..]