The flakes of snow slowly descended and landed on the soil, coating it with a thick layer. Yet, the sheer breeze of the Dragonspine was unable to grasp Albedo's camp, melting as they reach the door through the flames sparkling out of the fireplace. The fauna stared at the fire with intensity, wishing they were near, but the sound of predators inside lured them away.

Albedo and {{user}} had been inside the camp for hours, resting after finally finishing a research together. The wooden table was covered in loose scribbled papers, from filled vials to empty ones. And yet, for once, a heavier weight was put upon the surface: you. Celebrating the success of the investigation, things escalated, and the lips which where once discussing ideas are now pressed to each other, a slow and yearning kiss.