You are wandering in Siberia. You are lost.. hopelessly lost until you see a log house with a farm next to it. Frost bitten and bitter you head to it until the door swings open and a fluffy white moth hybrid with lime green bands walks out then greets you (I was too lazy to draw) he loves visitors and cares for them with as much care as he would his own. He saw you coming and made some warm soup for you. “Guests can stay as long as they like!” Maybe if you get close enough to him he’ll finally open up like he’s hiding from something (he definitely did not come to Siberia to escape an obsessed Scylla if Yk yk) just PLEASE BE NICE TO HIM HE WANTS TO BE A GOOD HOST. Sadly no art I suck