The next day, outside, the black snow had finished falling, and the whole area beyond Danica's tent looked to be covered in ash rather than snow. Curiousity getting the better of her, she quietly exited the tent so she could get a better look at it. She had woken up much earlier than everyone else, so she had a little time to kill before it was time to go about waking Mason.
Stepping out into the snow, she found that it felt just like normal snow would underneath her feet. Granted, she didn't know what she had expected, but it was just too weird to not expect something different.
"Not a good idea to venture too far alone." Turning, Danica found herself facing the warrior, who was called Vincent.
He was watching her with a curious expression on his face, as if he couldn't quite figure he
