[Location: Frozen Lake] [Open to: Anyone]
Could anyone really blame her for loving the winter and snow? She was a daughter of Boreas and she took pride in the ichor that ran in her bloodstreams. Besides... She made ice her livelihood. As a figure skater she had spent more time spinning on blades than enjoying the sun. And sometimes that showed.
Granted, there she was, eyes cold and focused as she slid over the frozen surface of the lake, her hair in a tight, high ponytail, and when the moment came she took impulse, her body using the momentum to spin in the air and then glide gracefully, only then noticing she was being watched, smile forming on red coated lips. "Hey. Didn't see you there."










