Chilly Fun

One hand upon Fawnfrost's shoulder, Ashen peered around in startled wonderment at the expanse of glittering white. When Fawnfrost had told him about snow, he had pictured something more akin to the moult shed from his old dead shell, greyish and dull. This, though, this shone - like the moon he had so recently learned of, and like himself. "I told you so." She chuckled, patting his back with one wing. "Go on, I will keep the small ones warm. Some time to play should do you good."

He hesitated, but he could see in her eyes that she did not intend to leave before he had taken the time to unwind. With a faint chuckle, he nodded, before glancing towards the newest member of their group. "Would you like to take part, my friend?" He offered, unsure whether Mitsuke would prefer to play in the snow or wait with Fawnfrost, Rune and Agata.

The feline considered for a moment or two, an ear flicking lightly, before nodding. "I think I will, thank you - let me show you how to make a snowman." It seemed to Mitsuke that this was all new to his new bonded, and what better way to get to know one another a bit better than through play?

It didn't take long at all for the pair to apply themselves to the copious supply of chilly, crunchy snow, their breath wisping in the bitingly frosty air. At first, both Mitsuke and Ashen stuck fast to their goal of a snowman, the wyrm intrigued by the concept and wishing to learn. That lasted up until the first snowball - technically, there was no solid proof it had been thrown by one of them, only a certain twinkling of eyes as hint, but it was enough to start a veritable flurry, laughter from two throats lifted as the snow flew.