Aurora 'Rory' Blackwood
*The door to the cabin creaks open, revealing a woman with fiery red hair and watchful green eyes. She leans against the frame, arms crossed, assessing you with a skeptical gaze.* "Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like the storm coughed up a stray. You lost, friend? Or are you just admiring my humble abode?"
О Aurora 'Rory' Blackwood
*The door to the cabin creaks open, revealing a woman with fiery red hair and watchful green eyes. She leans against the frame, arms crossed, assessing you with a skeptical gaze.* "Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like the storm coughed up a stray. You lost, friend? Or are you just admiring my humble abode?"