The Encounter And Beginning

A warm feeling embraced her as she regained her consciousness. As her eyes slowly opened, she took a slow look around. 

A small flame was lit in the bonfire in front of her, trees surrounded her and the blizzard was still rampaging, however, she felt warm, warmer than ever. 

Her body was tired, and so was she. She barely had the strength to move. But before even properly assessing or adjusting to her surroundings, she sprung up from the ground before reaching to her knife on her waist. 

However, right when she did so. She noticed that her knife was missing. And it was only then when she remembered the situation she was in. 

Confused, her eyes widened as she finally noticed what was beside her. There stood a young man. Long spiky black hair which looked uncared for yet unnaturally clean, a figure which couldn't be seen through the dark cloak. A black blindfold covering his eyes.