[Shelb] Snowdungeons and Snowdragons

[Arcane]

As a woman of over 30 turns old, some would say Ce'na was too old for romping in the snow. Ce'na said she was too old to care what uptight pricks had to say. There was snow still on the ground, thick and fluffy, in the spring. It was incredible.

Ce'na sat behind the walls of her snow fort, stacked tall and strong, with the ease of practice. Growing up with a caravan had offered lots of opportunities for valuable skills, like how to make the perfect snowball.

And now, it was time for the master touch. Ce'na frowned at her dragon, as she patted and massaged the snow.

Come on, Noath. Spread your wings for me, just a little. You're not being a very good model for my snowdragon.

She'd already made three snowflits and a snowcat, for the walls. Jaesa was sniffing at the Snow-Jaesa curiously, like a good flit, while Pierce was growling and puffing himself up in the general direction of the snow-Broonmark, as if looking for a flight.

Malavai wasn't in Ce'na's fort at all, but hovering by Noath's side, like usual, the little traitor.

The anatomy of dragons isn't substantially different than firelizards, not in a way you can capture in your...snow-sculpting, Noath observed, Are you truly confident this is the best use of your energies?

Nope! Ce'na said with a grin, eyes twinkling, Which is why it's called "fun," Bright motherforsking Noath. You should try it more often. You won't fit in my fort, but I bet you could make an epic snowball, with paws that big.

[ShelbCake]

It was a nice and cold snowy day in High Reaches, something Kvar had long grown used to. He walked around the weyrbowl, bundled up in warm clothes so he did not feel cold. Normally, he would make this walk alone, but today, he had someone.. or something.. accompanying him.

Virginia chirped as she sat on Kvar's shoulder. Though she belonged distinctly to Ge'is, due to him being busy with his new weyrling classes, Kvar had offered to watch the flit for a couple of hours. After all, it was better than her tearing up his room while he was away.

"I will never understand what Ge'is sees in you, Virginia. Though, I suppose you AREN'T a dragon, so there is some positive to you being gold." Virginia seemed to look at him curiously before standing up on her hind legs. She seemed to be staring at a group that looked like they were building a snow fort. Kvar noticed and immediately gave a sneer of disgust.

'Of course a Faranth damned bronze rider would be playing in the snow. I bet they're just like the bronzes that Golre had in her ranks.' However, before he could turn and walk away, Virginia leapt off of his shoulder, running towards the pair. She was curious as to what they were doing, flapping her wings as she continued to run towards them.

"Oh, you damned firelizard." Kvar grumbled in annoyance as he took off after her. He'd need to tell Ge'is about his firelizard deciding to run towards a bronze pair. Perhaps he could teach her how horrible they truly are.

Meanwhile, Virginia finally made her way to the pair, sitting up and looking at them curiously. She had never been this close to a dragon of this color, tilting her head curiously at them.