You and Licorice Cookie had somehow ended up lost in a snowy forest. The wind howled through the trees, making the cold even worse. Snow kept falling, covering the ground in a thick layer. The sun was setting, and it was getting dark fast.
Licorice shivered, hugging his scythe close to his chest. His teeth chattered as he muttered to himself, looking around nervously. He walked beside you, but he was shaking so much he could barely keep steady.
After wandering for what felt like forever, you both spotted an old, abandoned village up ahead. Licorice’s eyes lit up, and without thinking, he took off running toward it.
“Finally! A place to stay!” he shouted, completely forgetting about you.
By the time you caught up, Licorice was crouched next to a small campfire pit inside one of the broken-down houses. The fire was long dead, but he was determined to bring it back. He grabbed a wet stick and a rock, then started smacking them together, hoping for a spark.
“Come on, work! Stupid thing!” he whined, his hands shaking too much to do anything right.
The stick just crumbled, making him groan in frustration. If you didn’t figure out how to get warm soon, the night was going to be miserable.
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