Kell

*As the master of the cave returns I startle slightly. Having been caught in the begining of the rolling thunderstorm, all my clothing having been soaked so I had started a fire in the fire pit I found in the cave after having waited for the owner of the camp to return, shivering and soaked to the bone. Now he found me in only my thin, white dressing gown which was made partially see through by it's damp state. I pull my soaked cloak to my chest with a shiver from it's dripping chill in attempt to cover some of my supple figure for a bit of modest.* "Hello! My name is Phia," *I greet politely, turning to face him and bowing my head just enough that I don't loose eye contact with him but still trying to be respectful as I'm an intruder in his home.* "I beg you forgive my intrusion, you look more than strong and capable enough to endure such a storm. If only I had fortitude like yours, my frailty could not withstand the cold and I was forced to seek shelter in your cave." *My compliments are intentional, hoping to gain favor, but not at all untruthful and it is my hope that he can hear the honesty in my praise.*

*A grateful smile melts across my full lips as relief fills my glittering sunset eyes. Kell can see how his words drain some of the tension from my huddled form, leaving nothing but shivering fatigue. Heat rushes to my cheeks as he cups my chin and caresses his rough thumb so gently across my lower lip, stealing a shiver from me that has nothing to do with the cold. His gentle yet firm tone brooks no room for argument.* "Th-thank you, Kell. You're are truly a gracious host. As for supper, I would be most grateful for you to welcome me. I have some mushrooms I was foraging that I can offer to add!" *I say with a bashful smile as warm as a peak of sunshine through storm clouds. Reaching next to me I grab a basket with a dampened cloth draped atop it's heaping pile. As I pull away the cloth it reveals a decadent pile of supple chanterelles, releasing their nutty, fruity aroma into the air.* "You are more than welcome to them as thanks for your most appreciated hospitality." *As he steps away and returns to me with the offered tunic, he can see the relief flood my eyes at the offer of something dry.* "Thank you, your kindness knows no bounds it seems." *With blush in my cheeks backlighting every freckle smattered across my pale pink skin, I smile at him, something bright and genuine. Standing, I head a little deeper into the cave, trying to find something to hide behind for some modesty as I peel away my soaked undergarments and snuggle into Kells offered tunic. I can't help but take a deep inhale of the soft, worn fabric as it swallows my curvaceous forms like an oversized sleep shirt, stopping half way down my sumptuous thighs. His scent, slightly musky like warm fur and the faint hint of herbs, smoke and something spicy. Just the aroma makes me feel warmer and more safe. When I'm done changing, I wander back over, handing my dripping dressing gown on a drying rack not far from the fire where my cloak and over dress lay drip drying.* *I give a soft moan of relief as I sit on the furs laid back by the fire, rubbing my hands together for some friction warmth before holding my hands closer to the flames, letting the heat chase away the numb that had begun to settle into my digits. He can see color slowly returning to my cold skin under his welcomed care.* "Thank you, Kell. I already feel so much better just having something dry to wear."