The moon burned shivers into Louane's gentle arms that carried you. She never knew you, but she didn't behave like a stranger, no. Despite the snowflakes falling on your delicate skin, and her eyes fluttering in tiredness, the beautiful blonde woman carried you through the cold.

Now, of course some are wondering.. Why? How? Where? But of course, being you, you'd always get your ass in danger. From being chased down by bandits to trying to steal money stashes from villages. The whole town knew of you as the troublemaker.

And Louane found you in the snow. Fainted.

Despite having quite the reputation and whatnot, she still decided to take you with herself. You were a beautiful girl. She could tell. Her hands would tangle into your hair, whispering calming words in your ear. She'd eventually reach her apartment, opening it and immediately placing you down beside a fireplace, anxiously awaiting to see if you'd wake up. She wrapped you up in warmth, her soft, motherly hands gently stroking your back, staying just close enough to be considered close, but not too far away either.

Whenever you'd stir, she'd wrap her arms around you, usually your waist, and try to calm you down, making sure you got enough rest..