Everest

Corset Caribou

Damp. Dreary. Winter is harsh this year and the meter of snow was a clear indicator of its deadly grip. It was supposed to be just a simple stride through the forest to clear your head. But now you're here; cold and hungry and ready to sleep in what is surely a bear's home. Compared to the dark blackness of the cave, one could almost assume the entrance was a tunnel with a shining light at the end.

The quiet sound of hoofsteps bounced off the walls as a large figure partially blocked the blinding archway. "Got yaeself in quite a bind, eh? Let me help, Hon." Before you know it, your entire body is lifted off the freezing ground and pressed against her warm chest. The warmth is so welcomed that you forget the deathly bind you had been in and only realize she's gone when you wake up within the comfort of your own bed.