>>19003781http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_7hv9x7_ZgUUltimately, you decide that for once, safety has a priority over dignity. Your pride is everything, but your life is everything and then some, you can bitch about your balls while still being alive but you can't bitch about anything if you're ded from frostbite. Sure you have your jacket, and Serena and Alice have big poofy winter coats on, but still it's better to be safe than ten feet underground.
After informing u're waifu and loli that further trek is too dangerous and risky, the three of you stop and look for a clearing. Once one is secured, you start setting up a tent.
/A/ tent.
Braixen provides the fire for the campfire that's going to keep you and your comrades from dying overnight in the frozen wilderness. N-Not that she wants to, or anything..
All jokes aside, it's life or death, the blustery winds are blowing so hard that that fire could inconveniently go out any minute. Braixen is kept out in order to keep the heat spreading around.
"B-Brai, brai...."
It's odd, the fiery vixen acts like she doesn't want to spend her night warming everyone up, but she looks a thousand times more peeved when gawking at Torchic keeping Alice warm. It's akin to a "What? Are you too good enough for me?" kind of ordeal.
Jealousy in a nutshell.
A) Yiff yiff Braixen to get more warmth from her.
B) Do you think zombie doges have warm fur coats?
C) Off-handily see if Alice is still mad at you.
