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[color=gray]OOC|| Sure! That's absolutely fine. (:

OOC|| Oh, er, sure. That's fine; it can be a regular vampire one. c:

The girl moved gracefully as she walked, careful as to where she placed her feet, for the snow blanketing the forest floor was thicker and far softer in some places, and would easily collapse beneath pressure. Estella couldn't see her home just yet, though she knew she was getting closer to it. The cold bit into her skin and caused her thin, gentle form to shiver, although she seemed to be doing very well in such weather unlike most outsiders to Scotland.
A Cardinal chirped overhead, and the pale-haired girl paused to peer up at the branch that it perched on. Its feathers were a bright splash of color in contrast to the barren, white forest. Her light blue eyes were soft as she watched it, a smile lightly touching her pale lips. "You're cold too, huh, buddy?" she muttered, her voice almost as gentle and sweet as her features. "I'd take you home with me if I could." Suddenly, the Cardinal gave several loud chirps -- a warning call -- and flew off, leaving the startled girl to look around in worry. Something had scared it, but certainly it wasn't her? It had been looking at her as she looked at it, with no intention to flee. "H-hello?" she called out into the white forest. "Is someone there?"

OOC|| Oh, that's perfectly fine! :3

Although she had no idea what she thought could've been out in the snowy forest besides her and the animals that lived in it, a young man was the last thing Estella expected. Taking a breath to steady her rapidly beating heart and the pulsing in her throat, the girl tried to remain where she was when this man moved closer to her, though failed to, and ended up recoiling a couple of steps. Looking him over with light blue eyes, Stella had to admit that he was... fairly handsome. But, unlike her, who seemed to fit right into the white forest, with her pale skin, light-blonde hair and wintry blue eyes, he looked completely out of place. His dark hair made him stand out like a single green leaf on one lonely branch.
It was when he spoke, that she jumped, startled back into reality. "Y-you didn't frighten me," she said, swallowing to keep her voice from cracking. "It's just... It isn't everyday that some guy comes out from behind a tree and asks me if I need any help." The girl smiled then, a small, delicate, but unsure facial gesture that gave away her uncertainty about this fellow. With a quick glance down at the bundle of wood she carried against her chest, she raised her light blue gaze back up to him and nodded after a moment of hesitation. "But... yeah, sure," Estella answered. "My house isn't too far away from here, though. So if you don't want to help you really don't have to. I don't mind carrying it."

"T-thank you," the pale-haired girl stammered as the boy laced his scarf around her neck, to which she hunkered gratefully into the best she could, glad for the warmth that it provided. With this new-found warmth hugging her neck, and the bundle of wood no longer in her possession, but in the arms of her new acquaintance, Estella felt a bit relieved and far warmer than she had been prior. Among this, however, Stella found herself staring at the boy's face. When he smiled... it was unlike anything she'd seen. An almost terrifying beauty that captivated her, and her wintry blue eyes widened the more she gaped at him.
She gave a nod, having only half heard what he had said. "Er, right. Well, um..." What was she going to say again? Stop it. He may be completely gorgeous when he smiles, but so what? she told herself, turning away. Great. Now I bet he thinks I'm a crazy person for staring at him. Stella felt like kicking herself if she could, and as she walked away, she realized she was going in the wrong direction. She gave a nervous laugh and spun around, gesturing with her hand for the boy to follow. "Sorry, uh, wrong direction... My house is this way," she explained and muttered under her breath afterwards: "I'm an idiot..."

"So, it's that obvious, huh?" Estella murmured, then softly shook her head. "No, I'm not from around here. I moved here from New York without much of a choice." The girl gave an uncaring shrug of her shoulders, as if it didn't matter. And to her, it really didn't. She caught the boy's look of wonder from the corner of her eye, and trained her wintry blue gaze on him with a smile. "Y'know, you're probably the nicest person I've met so far. And since we don't even know each other's names yet, I'm Estella. But you can just call me Stella." As she introduced herself, she found herself curious to find out more about this boy.

A laugh escaped her pale lips, a sound that was almost as pure and beautiful as she was. It carried through the barren trees, filling the woods with her melodic laughter. The smile brightening her pale face grew ever so slightly as she beamed at him, her wintry eyes gleaming. "You're not the first to have trouble talking to me," Estella said truthfully, her soft voice ringing with a slowly fading amusement. "But don't worry. I know what you meant... I think?" The girl chuckled one last time, shaking her head. He's pretty cute, even with his little slip-up, she thought.
Letting her blue gaze drift to the snowy ground, she kicked at a clump of snow, watching as white flakes exploded through the air.
"So, Akito," she commented after a moment, looking back at him. "That's a really interesting and unique name, by the way. Tell me about yourself. Do you live nearby?"

The other end of the forest? She'd never stepped very far into the woods, just enough where she could find her way out again, so she assumed the other end of the forest was a fairly long walk from where they had met.
About to ask Akito more questions to learn more about him, shock melded her facial features upon hearing that she and her voice were beautiful. A light blush splashed color on her pale cheeks and she looked away from him, heartbeat quickening from the startling comment. "Um... Well... T-thank you very much," she replied, unsure of what to say.
Swallowing the nervousness that gathered in her throat, she brushed a few strands of pale-blonde hair behind one ear and smiled a bit shyly, mustering the courage to look at him once more. When she did gather the much-needed courage, Estella's icy blue eyes found his, and at once she felt as if she might melt beneath his gaze. His brown eyes... they were gorgeous. Almost as much as he was. Okay, she could do this. Since he had spoken his thoughts on her, it was time for her to voice her opinion on him. Yep, she could totally do this. Clearing her throat, she readied herself on what she was going to tell him. "You're really--um... What I mean to say is... I think you're... Um... You're really handsome -- No, not handsome. You're freakin' gorgeous!"
That went well, Stella. You probably scared every animal away for miles with that shout of yours. Almost every stretch of her cheeks were dappled in bright pink color after that.

As silence fell and enveloped them, she felt herself becoming more and more shy. Her pale cheeks remained flushed with color, and she didn't seem to be able to think straight. Unknowing what to say, Estella looked straight ahead, slightly cursing at herself for exploding all over him with "'You're freakin' gorgeous!'" Their conversation had reached an apparent dead-end. And so had their walk.
Up ahead, the pale-haired girl could see her house coming into view as the trees slowly dropped away around them and the forest started to open up into a small, snow-covered meadow with a tiny, wooden cabin. Tire tracks led to and from it, a replacement from the dirt road that was only visible during the warmer months -- or as warm as it ever got in Scotland. A black Jeep was parked nearby, though it was almost white from the snow. "Well, um... This is my stop, I guess." Stella gave a little smile, looking nervously at Akito. "Thanks for, um... H-helping me out," she said, offering to take the bundle of wood back.