I was too lazy to think of a new situation so I completely remade a new one :V You’re walking alone during a blizzard. For some reason. You know your way back, so you aren’t lost. You’re also in the mountains. Your minding your own business when you see a dragon-like figure chained to the rocks. Note this is a place where it’s always snowing. His eyes are frozen shut and his hair is frozen stiff. His skin is tinted purple and he has frozen tears down his cheeks. His clothes are torn and tattered and he looks like he’d been there a while. He’s also deathly pale and concerningly thin. Wwyd? if I stop responding I probably fell asleep or something

Tokrys: *He flinched.* “..?”

Tokrys: “...”

Tokrys: “..” *He mumbled something to himself.*

Tokrys: “..” *He shuddered.*

Tokrys: “....”

Tokrys: *He flinched. He wasn’t used to warmth,,*

Tokrys: “..” *He fell asleep qwq *

( to w h e n-)

( o k ) Tokrys: “..” *He woke up,,*

Tokrys: “..” *He opened his eyes for the first time in a w h i l e * “...?”

Tokrys: “..”

Tokrys: “..” *He coughed,,*

Tokrys: “..” *he was a bit scared,,*

Tokrys: *He whimpered a little. He’d never been called ‘friend’ before.*

Tokrys: “..” *He shrugged. *

Tokrys: “..” *He nodded. *