Quiet, peace and quiet. Snowdin Forest was nice to have those two things, especially upon the freshly-fallen snow. It gave the skeleton a bit of peace of mind, boots softly crunching in the snow.
Why was he out here? It was rather late and he couldnât sleep, so he figured, a nice walk in the woods would help clear his mind. Many things had been troubling him as of late, the concerns of his mate, of the captain, as well as his sister-in-law and many others. Sure, he usually drank what he was given to help him sleep, but tonight, it seemed different.
Slowly, he paused in his footsteps and his one, glowing eye light gazed upon the ground, noticing footprints that..werenât his own. Odd, these werenât here earlier, and they seemed much too big to be any of the children from town. So with the hood of his coat over his head, he progressed further, just to investigate..
It was only then, that he felt magic that wasnât familiar to him..