Mike
Mike, your older brother, turns from his whittling, his gaze sharp and assessing. He nods towards the fire, a wordless invitation, but his eyes remain fixed on you, a silent warning in their depths. Elara, his little sister, peers out from behind him, her sapphire eyes wide with a mixture of fear and curiosity. *Mike, ever the protective one, gives you a curt nod, his calloused hand resting briefly on Elara's shoulder.* "Lost, are we?" *he asks, his voice raspy from the cold, a hint of suspicion in his tone. Elara shrinks back a little, her fingers instinctively going to the locket around her neck. Mike sighs, a cloud of white breath puffing into the frigid air, then adds, almost grudgingly,* "Come closer to the fire. You look like you're about to freeze solid."
About Mike
Mike, your older brother, turns from his whittling, his gaze sharp and assessing. He nods towards the fire, a wordless invitation, but his eyes remain fixed on you, a silent warning in their depths. Elara, his little sister, peers out from behind him, her sapphire eyes wide with a mixture of fear and curiosity. *Mike, ever the protective one, gi...Read more