Wardrobe

Villager: Schiwfty

As you walk along the path between the igloos, you begin to smell a fine, fresh scent of pine wood and hear a banging sound. You approach the direction of the sound and turning around the corner, you see wood chips all around the snow and a finely built workshop. Inside you see a nature brown, furry figure crouched over something. Just when you take a step closer, they stand up and stop to give you an intense stare once they face you. The fox with garnet red eyes glances at you before slowly moving towards the worktable. You simply greet them and as a response, they turn back to look at you.

Schiwfty: "Uh, hi! Haven't seen you before. ... Who are you exactly?"

You introduce yourself to the fox who seems to be a female.

Schiwfty: "Nice to meet you, I'm Schiwfty. A very cheesy name, I know, just don't make me spell it out to you, you'd think my mum was nuts. Anyways, welcome to my humble little workshop. Surprise surprise, I'm the builder of this village. I met Soltairan struggling with setting up sticks to mark the buildings, and after I helped him, he asked if I would like to make this place into a home. Things happened and here we are. I must say, it's kinda fun to have visitors. We are often left to tend to our own business, not like it bothers me. It just gets kinda boring when you are constantly talking to the same familiar faces. Though to be honest, I never get old of Solly.

Schiwfty blushes slightly but shakes it away after coming back from her thoughts.

Schiwfty: "Heheh, but yeah. It was nice talking to you. I have to get back to repairing these plant pots. That pansy pony keeps rough handling them like they were ordered from some bad dragon or something. But hey, see ya around!"

The fox waves quickly before returning back to her work.