red_playground | For Marion

Marion can't do much until Red is up. Still she is surprised that the other werewolf is a woman. She had been a bit bossy Marion recalls.

"...Hey," Red whispers, smiling faintly. She hadn't seemed to noticed their nakedness, yet.

Nudity isn't an issue. Marion is hungry and wants to know if she can go find food. She needs it.

"Are you okay?" Red asked, eyeing the woman worriedly. She could tell Marion wasn't all there.

"Yes." She pushes back some of her hair looking thoughtful. "You were here last night.... Why'd you stick around?"

"Because... you needed me," she whispered, still holding her. She didn't know why - but it was true.

Marion chuckled softly.

"Well it was cold last night," Marion said with a slight smile.

"What about now?" she asked, arms still tight about Marion.

"Well given the fact I'm naked," Marion pointed out. "I think that's obvious."

Red flushed - realizing her own flesh was rather stiff with cold, covered with goosebumps.

"I don't know where my clothes are," she admitted.

"Mine are a bit of a trek from here. I think." She isn't sure where they are exactly.

"We should go find them," she declared, lifting up a little. It was cold, though, whe she took her flesh away from the other's warmth.

"Yes." She stretches making sure to pop her back back into place.

"I don't fancy walking all over without my boots."

"I don't think we have a choice," she pointed out, glancing at her own bare feet.

"Well my boots and things are reachable," Marion said confidently. "I don't intend to stay here."

"Where are they?" she asked, looking around.