[ While Era doesn't fare particularly well in cold, snowy weather, nor does she particularly enjoy it, it does remind her of her Coerthan home (and give her more excuses to invade the space of her veritable living heater of a husband). Fresh snow also brings with it a wonderful sense of quiet, as though the whole of the world is but a whisper.
It also brings with it the chance to build snowmen, like the Fortemps knights had taught her what feels an eternity ago now. Given that her house isn't too far away Era decides she can begin building one on the way back to surprise Ardbert with.
She picks up some snow and forms a snowball with practiced ease, then kneels down and starts rolling it into a proper base. Soon enough she'll have a nice snowman to put by Haurchefant's memorial. Everything is going—
—topsy-turvy.
She feels her boot collide with her snowman, breaking it into an explosion of powder snow. There are arms on her and she has a moment of disoriented panic, tail thrashing and limbs flailing. On reflex, she angles her head to press her horns hard enough against her 'assailant's' flesh to bruise.
stuck on you :U
It also brings with it the chance to build snowmen, like the Fortemps knights had taught her what feels an eternity ago now. Given that her house isn't too far away Era decides she can begin building one on the way back to surprise Ardbert with.
She picks up some snow and forms a snowball with practiced ease, then kneels down and starts rolling it into a proper base. Soon enough she'll have a nice snowman to put by Haurchefant's memorial. Everything is going—
—topsy-turvy.
She feels her boot collide with her snowman, breaking it into an explosion of powder snow. There are arms on her and she has a moment of disoriented panic, tail thrashing and limbs flailing. On reflex, she angles her head to press her horns hard enough against her 'assailant's' flesh to bruise.
She just wanted to build a snowman. ]