[So, Mayfield....
remember when Margarita got her hands on a certain egg? Oh, you don't? Well, that's okay! Because she's now riding (or walking beside)
what came out of it through the streets and front yards of Mayfield. She's bundled up in a coat, mittens and scarf- with her frog, Surely, poking his head out of the last -but that's it. Hell beasts are pretty toasty, like walking furnaces! Occasionally the dragon lets out a huge burst of fire into the air, presumably to melt the snow off of anything too close.
Margarita, for her part, seems to be enjoying the experience! She can be found doing a variety of snow-related things, such as trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue and falling over, building snowpeople that might just resemble certain faces she knows (some in rather unflattering ways...), rolling the snow itself while Surely looks on disapprovingly from the dragon's head, or chucking snowballs at mailboxes/houses/your face from atop her mighty "steed".]