snowbound!
She couldn't feel her nose. Her ears hurt. And her toes had stopped communicating with the rest of her body. Even for a girl that had traipsed up and down Mount Nibel in a cowgirl outfit when she was younger... Tifa had to admit - it was cold.
Really, really cold.
The next time she left Icicle Inn for a bit of snowboarding, she would not get lost. And she'd consider wearing something with a little bit more leg covering. She checked off the mental list in her head as she glanced around the interior of the small, forgotten seeming cabin she'd managed to find just as the snowstorm had set in. Any trail she'd left wading through the snow outside would be gone soon and so she knew she was on her own with no help coming until tomorrow at the very earliest. The interior of the tiny cabin wasn't much warmer than outside but with walls to block the wind and no more snow to plow her way through it was already a marked improvement to her. Rubbing her bare arms, she prioritized as she glanced around the small interior.
No fireplace but there was a wood burning stove and a stash of wood near it. With a huff at herself and a nod, she went to work on dealing with that part first. Hopefully the pipe was clear. After she had some kind of heat going then she'd look for candles, blankets and food. One thing at a time and she'd get through this just fine.
Outside the wind picked up, threatening a white out and wrapping icy fingers around the walls of the tiny cabin as it sought ways in.
Really, really cold.
The next time she left Icicle Inn for a bit of snowboarding, she would not get lost. And she'd consider wearing something with a little bit more leg covering. She checked off the mental list in her head as she glanced around the interior of the small, forgotten seeming cabin she'd managed to find just as the snowstorm had set in. Any trail she'd left wading through the snow outside would be gone soon and so she knew she was on her own with no help coming until tomorrow at the very earliest. The interior of the tiny cabin wasn't much warmer than outside but with walls to block the wind and no more snow to plow her way through it was already a marked improvement to her. Rubbing her bare arms, she prioritized as she glanced around the small interior.
No fireplace but there was a wood burning stove and a stash of wood near it. With a huff at herself and a nod, she went to work on dealing with that part first. Hopefully the pipe was clear. After she had some kind of heat going then she'd look for candles, blankets and food. One thing at a time and she'd get through this just fine.
Outside the wind picked up, threatening a white out and wrapping icy fingers around the walls of the tiny cabin as it sought ways in.