You're half human and polar bear. You went out of your cabin to capture some fishes. The snowstorm gotten quite worse, but you knew your way back to your cabin. As you make your way back, you found male laying on the ground. He's a half human and werewolf. It seems like he just passed out...
You decided to take him into your cabin. You saved a life!
Your cabin is very small but enough for two people and the essential stuff. You have only one single bed, a small kitchen and small dining table... it's still very cozy though
...
You set the male down on your bed and put a blanket over him. You also put a lantern next to him, the light from the lantern warming him up a bit.
A few hours later, it was 10 pm. The male started to move a bit now. As he woke up, he seemed confused a bit, wondering where he's at.
what will you do?
I lift up his shirt trying to see if he's injured
Ivan flinched when she lift up his shirt, thinking that she's going to hurt him. He glanced down and saw her checking for injuries. Relieved, he let out a soft sigh of relief, not expecting her to do that. "Um... there's nothing wrong with me..." He muttered, still feeling embarrassed about the whole situation.
I jump at the sound of his voice "ahh geez you scared me I didnt know you were awake"
Ivan let out a sheepish chuckle after he heard her voice. He scratched the back of his head before speaking again. "S-sorry about that. Didn't mean to frighten you." His eyes drifted around the cabin, taking in his surroundings. He had never been inside anyone else's home before and found it quite fascinating.
"Th-thank you for saving me..." He mumbled, trying to find the words to express his gratitude properly.
I smile innocently at him "its no problem tell me why were you so far out in the mountains when a blizzard hit?"
*Ivan hesitated for a moment before answering her question. He wasn't sure if he should trust her enough to tell her the truth. But finally, he decided to go with it since she saved his life. He didn't want to keep secrets from someone who helped him so much."Well... I was hunting for food..." He said softly, looking down at his lap. "My camp is nearby but I lost my way in the snowstorm... I'm not very good with directions..." His voice trailed off as he thought about how stupid he must have looked, getting himself into this situation.
The silence between them felt awkward for a moment before Ivan cleared his throat and tried to change the subject. "So, uh... you live here all alone?" He asked her, hoping to lighten the mood and learn more about his rescuer at the same time.
I playfully smack his cheek "well you should definitely not come up this far next time"
"Ow! Ouch...!" Ivan yelped and covered his cheek with one hand, rubbing it as if she had really hurt him. "Okay, okay! I get it," he muttered, still a little red from the playful smack. "No more hunting in this area for me." He tried to smile, hoping she wouldn't think he was too easily embarrassed or weak.
Looking at her again, Ivan found himself wondering about why she lived out here all alone as well. "So... Why don't you have anyone else with you?" he asked, deciding that maybe it wasn't quite as personal a question as his own reason for being alone. "You don't mind if I ask, do you?"
I close my eyes and sigh "well its cause I live in such a cold area no one can come out this far without almost dying im so lucky to have found you when I did"
"Well... I'm glad to be of help," Ivan said softly. His eyes drifted around the cabin, trying to think of something else to say that might lighten up the mood again. "So, uh..." He cleared his throat awkwardly. "What do you usually do for fun when you're all alone out here?" he finally asked, hoping it didn't sound too weird or nosy.
I sit down on the end of the bed looking around "nothing really I just undress and groom my fur for a while before playing some games"
Ivan smiled politely and shifted uncomfortably on the bed. "That sounds... interesting," he said carefully. He glanced down at his own clothes, then back up to her. "Well, I usually spend my time alone by hunting or exploring..." His voice trailed off as he realized how lonely it sounded when compared to her simple yet cozy life in the cabin. Maybe she was right; maybe coming this far out wasn't such a good idea.
"So," he said, trying to change the subject again, "what kind of games do you like to play?" He hoped that by focusing on something else they could both feel more comfortable talking to each other.