White . Adventure/Romance RP . Private

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( Hmm...that's a good question.

Well, I suppose it could happen now, if you wish. Anytime works for me. :3 )

[Cloudsong]

(Should we drag it on a bit more, then? I just don't want this RP to die xP We must keep it interesting!

You decide ^^)

[FoldєdPapєrHєarts]

( Let's drag it on a bit more; it'll keep the RP going a bit longer and we can add some stuff a long the way. ^^ )

[Cloudsong]

(Okay! So time-skip to the next morning)

Maya woke up slowly the next morning. It was barely light out, but there was enough light to see. As she sat up, she looked around, wondering for a mere second where she was.
Then it hit her. Silently she looked over at Markus' still sleeping form. Sighing, she rubbed her eyes together. She had had the most wonderful dream; she had dreamt that she was back at home.

The storm had stopped, at least. But it was still cold, of course.

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As Markus heard Maya stirring near him, he opened his eyes slowly. Sitting up, he yawned and rubbed his eyes. When he saw Maya, he sighed softly. "Morning," he whispered as he rubbed the back of his neck. Markus really wished he didn't have to wake up on the cold, freezing ground. He'd much rather be in his own, warm bed.

[Cloudsong]

Maya smiled slightly, yawning. "`Morning," she replied, her eyes traveling to where Snowdrift lay, still asleep. "Someone slept well." Her voice was full of amusement as she reached down to pet him.

"At least the storm stopped."

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Markus muttered something under his breath at her first comment. And since it was about Snwodrift, it probably wasn't very kind. Sighing, he looked up at the sky with a silent nod. "Thankfully," he said.

[Cloudsong]

Maya blinked, seeing him look over at Snowdrift. "You ought to be nicer to him, you know," she murmured, stroking the dog's soft ears. "He likes you." It was true; Snowdrift considered him a friend now.

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Markus scoffed. "No thanks, I think I'll pass on a friendship with a beast," he muttered, rolling his eyes and looking away. Even if he did like Maya a tad bit more, now, he was never going to like her dog.

[Cloudsong]

"Hey, love me, love my dog." Maya smirked, but her eyes were bright with amusement. "Should we get going, then?" She didn't really see any point in it, though; they were lost.