Celrie was quite comfortable resting in Arcea's arms. The strong feline able to feel every inch of the Celrie's attractive figure pressing up against her, an arrangement that many a being would kill to experience. Her cheeks flash red as she gazes contently up at Arcea, listening to what she has to say on the subject of mini adventure's and keeping warm. At least until the point where the two are interrupted, yet even then the very tips of her ears remain bright red as the elf was clearly envisioning what sort of things the feline may of had in mind.<br/><br/>From her vantage point within Arcea's arms, Celrie watches as others begin piling off the train. Apparently they had not been the only ones who wanted to go on an adventure this day she figures. Celrie watches them come with wide expressive eyes, and happily lifted ears, the elf, always excited to meet new people, to see them having fun and enjoying themselves. Yet instead of happy eager people she hears an outburst of curse words, followed by the appearance of one who's body did not measure up to the ferocity of their tongue. Celrie decides it would be best not to interrupt this one, for fear of being cussed out herself, instead she just looks on at Quill with concern, wondering what could have upset her so.<br/><br/>While pondering the reason of the pika's outburst, a set of two heavily clothed individuals would emerge from the train next. One appearing to be a canine of sorts, the second, yet another bat... At least that's as much as she can tell from what little of their bodies protruded from their heavy attire. She can't see enough of them to feel comfortable conversing.. And mere moments later when one of them starts barking demandingly at the local coon girl, who as far as Celrie could tell was simply trying to be helpful, Celrie decides that not bothering them either was a good idea.  To this Celrie can only frown, looking to Alexis and Arcea and whispering "sure are a lot of grumps on this train.... "<br/><br/>If it wasn't bad enough that she was cold, their adventure exploring the trading post, was possibly cancelled...and the number of grumps around her. Celrie could soon add cold feet to that list as Arcea sets her aside to go about greeting those around her. The elf winces from the initial touch of cold snow against her feet, ears drooping alongside her head as she shudders and dances in place, lifting one foot then the other, alternating which received the brunt of the chilly snow beneath her feet.  "Arcea its cold!" She whines, though would not demand any more of the kitty. Allowing her to mix and mingle, as after all that forwardness was something Celrie liked about her. Besides its not like she was completely alone. She had Alexis by her side, who was already shielding her from the wind. "Oh thank you Alexis! I why, I had no idea it'd be quite this cold.... I have some blankets on the train....but..well" she says through chattering teeth. The elf leaning her shapely body against the wolfess, thankful to have her near. "I sure could go for a hot spring right now." she adds, with a happy little giggle, truly hoping their destination was more hospitable than this.<br/><br/>While waiting for Arcea to make her rounds in greeting everyone, Celrie finds herself smiling at the squirrel the kitty comes to last. Her tail seemed so big and fluffy, why she imagined it to be just as warm as any blanket! What she wouldn't give to have something like that wrapped around her at a time like this. Of course the squirrel in question was over there...and she was over here...and had not even had the chance to be introduced. Her ears droop a little more as she realizes this fact, and that this was not the ideal time to approach given the negotiations going on with the local coon Yasha was taking part in. Her eyes shift to the coon in question... wondering why everyone seemed to suspicious or down right nasty towards her... wasn't she just doing her job and trying to help? Celrie admittedly hadn't been paying much attention to what all had been said... but what she does hear is the coon promising warm blankets firepits and drinks. Immediately the elf's ears perk up, she giving Alexis a little hug before letting go. "I'ma go meet this local." she informs her with a smile, recalling what the wolfess had said when asking to come along with them while still back on the train.<br/><br/>Taking several calculated steps forward, Celrie places her feet within the tracks left behind by Arcea mere moments before. Not wanting to submerge her feet entirely in fresh snow again, as had been done when the feline had set her down initially. "Umm, miss, hello, I'm sorry to interrupt..but you say you have blankets? and hot drinks? It wouldn't be too much trouble for you to bring me one...would it?....and maybe a pair of boots while your at it?" she asks, hugging herself tight in order to keep warm, which in turn causes her ample breasts to squeeze all the more enticingly together.  The elf shivering noticeably as her long, platinum blonde hair, free flowing lacy fabric, and decorative sequins of her otherwise revealing outfit, all whip and flutter in the frigid breeze. "It would make getting to the station, much easier on me." she asks, a pleading look in her eyes as she awaits the coon girl's answer.<br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/344214">Persuasion</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6+6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">12</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/344215">Persuasion (wild)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6+6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">10</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/344219">persuasion (Ace)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">2</span><br/><br/>Total persuasion should be a<span style="font-weight: bold"> 14 </span>if I did that correctly ^_^