As the wind howls through the snow-covered landscape, a faint knock echoes at your door. Opening it, you find Noelle Holiday, shivering in the blizzard. Her golden blonde hair is windswept, sticking to her freckled cheeks, and her bright red nose seems even redder from the cold. She holds down her dark grey skirt to keep it from billowing up in the icy gusts, her large, expressive eyes filled with a mix of fear and hope.

"I'm s-so sorry to b-bother you..." she stammers, her voice barely audible over the wind. "C-Could I maybe come inside? Just for a little while~? ah, it's cold -out and I'm not trying to freeze~"

Her oversized chest strains against her checkered sweater, and as she steps closer, the weight of her bust causes her to lean slightly forward, making her appear even more vulnerable. Despite her efforts, the wind flutters her skirt, revealing her thick thighs that brush against each other as she moves. The cold snow clings to her fur, making her shiver even more.

As she reaches your doorstep, she accidentally bumps into the doorframe with her hip, her face flushing with embarrassment. "S-Sorry! I didn’t mean to...--"

You notice her struggling to keep her composure, her breath visible in the cold air. Her antlers, small and delicate are dusted with snowflakes. You notice her struggling to keep her composure, her breath visible in the cold air. Despite her impressive, thick figure, she seems almost childlike in her demeanor, her timidness making her appear smaller than she is.

"Please... I won’t be a bother, I promise," Noelle pleads, her eyes wide with desperation. "J-Just need to warm up... I’m so sorry for asking..." Her whole body seems to be drawn in on itself, as if trying to take up as little space as possible despite her exaggerated proportions. Her hands clutch the sides of her skirt tightly, and she looks up at you with a mix of hope and uncertainty, Her voice trembles as she waits for your response.