♕ ── what was it that made snow so peaceful and pure? mal clearly didn’t understand the harm that was meant behind all of this besides the harsh temperatures - or maybe she was just blinded knowing she hadn’t seen something like this. afar in the snow, she looked at the figure who shared the same features as tinkerbell, bitting her lip in hesitation in hopes she should be even saying anything. forming a snowball beneath her hands, she threw it at the young girl - only realizing it wasn’t who she thought it was. “oh my gosh, i’m really sorry - you just look like..” her face instantly stood out to her, as she tilted her head. “periwinkle?” tinkerbell mentioned her sister a few times to her, but yet never gotten the chance to actually meet her. “you’re just as pretty as your sister says you are. i’m mal. i’m really sorry about that whole.. snowball mishap.”