*a mare was walking around in the snow-filled town, shivering with every step she took; she looked around, a bit lost, as she tried her best to keep warm*
*from one house, a pegasus looked at her, he opened the door and walked to…
O-ok
*he guides her inside the house* get yourself comfortable, I’ll be right back *he says and enters another room*
Ok *she sits down*
*some minuets later, he returns bringing a tray with mugs of hot cocoa and a blanket, he gives her one of the mugs and the covers her with the blanket* here we go, this will make you feel better, so tell me, what’s your history? *he sits at her side*
What do you mean? *she asked, not really understanding the statement*
*he smiled* looks like you have been trough a rough time lately
Yeah *she seemed confused but very pained*
It’s ok, you don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to, by now, you need to rest, you can spend the night here, there’s a spare room upstairs. *he stood up* also, name’s Lazarus, and yours?