Name:Amber Frost
Gender:female
Scarf design: The scarf is a little holey multicolored scarf made by the rough hands of jolt.
Why do they love their scarf?:
There girlfriend jolt tried to make it for them(there no good at making scarfs) jolt had made it for her for there six month anniversary and a welcome home present,amber is a royal knight and is often gone for months and months on end.
Cold.Cold was all amber could feel.She sighed bitterly.The cold armor chest plate wasn't doing her any favors on keeping her warm,if anything it was making the blistering cold worse.She was walking with King Elliot and the rest of his royal guard.Goddess she would give anything to just be back at jolts workshop.Sure it was an absolute mess and the oils would get in her fur,staining it for months but now she wanted it more then anything in the world.She bit her lower lip,the snow blowing all around her,making it hard to see.Amber looked behind her,the other knights were starting to slow down rapidly,flying away like delicate little snowflakes.She could see a brown and blue visit struggling to keep his grip.Amber gripped his gloves hand without hesitation,pulling and tugging him through the rapidly growing snow.
"We're almost to our village,just a couple miles Jay" she yelled out.The other stayed quiet,letting go of her hand but keeping the same speed as the ice colored viscet.
Jolt rubbed her back with her bare hand,her gloves thrown on the floor.It had been a long day in the workshop.King Elliot had ordered more weapons and more this and that and the other.Sheesh for such a fru fru looking king he was pretty demanding for weapons.She laughed a bit,sitting down in her big chairs.her cracked paws grabbed the ball of yarn beside it.It seemed really silly to her for a blacksmith to be knitting but she wanted to do it.Amber was supposed to be here according to all the gossip in the shop today.Her fingers worked fast on the dull looking scarf which proved to be her downfall.She sighed and cursed at herself.Having to redo a couple stitches every so often until finally she had finished it.She held it in front of her.Her ears folding back a little bit."boy this is hideous" she said to herself.Her ears immediately pricked up when she could hear loud metallic like footsteps by her cottage.She stuffed the scarf behind her just as the door slammed open.She could see the pristine looking viscet came through,along with all the little snow flurries with it.
Amber slammed the door shut,shuddering the snow flurries off her shoulders.Taking off her chest plate and the rest of her armor.She glanced over at the fire maned viscet,coming over to her and sitting beside her,putting his hands in the others mane,feeling the flowing mane twirl warmly in her fingers. Jolt rolled her eyes,grabbing her hands."well your home so soon" she said,tugging the other to sit down.Amber rolled her eyes and shivered softly,resting her chin on her shoulder."the other packs gave up immediately to us and the journey was useless" she muttered out.Jolt shrugged a little."the king is planning something,me and the other blacksmiths have been doing back breaking work since you left" jolt said,looking up at her.Amber just shrugged a little bit and moved off of jolt,stretching out a little bit.Jolt gripped the hole filled scarf."hey amber" she said,throwing it at her.Amber looked at the floor,blinking back."um...what's this" she said,picking it up.Jolt sat on the chair sideways on her chair."I tried to take your advice and make something that wasn't filthy" she snickered out.Amber wrapped the scarf around her neck." I never said it was filthy...just a little."
"filthy" jolt smiled widely at her. Amber glared at it while jolt laughed at her.Amber tapped her foot against the floor,waiting for her girlfriend to stop howling with laughter."well..I guess i'll wear it for now.I need something warm to wear,even if it is full of holes" she said,kissing the fire manes cheek