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[wolfofwar]

[It's awfully cold today. The clouds are a sheet of dull grey across the sky, any moment ready to bring the first snow of the year. As though summoning winter itself, the sound of wolf howls stretches across the forest

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[snowspiritlass]

[There's a rather small white figure floating in the snow in a distance. It's obvious that it's looking towards your direction...]

[wolfofwar]

[Even Wolf could tell this was no ordinary creature. Some sort of spirit, perhaps? A demon of the cold? It had to be unnatural - but then again, so was this place.

She stood up, watching it carefully - hands still on her gun.]

...What are you.

[snowspiritlass]

[Oh silly human. The creature just gives a small giggle instead of answering and starts to slowly drift over to where Wolf is.]

[wolfofwar]

[The rifle was raised again, but somehow, she had the feeling that it wouldn't have been very effective anyway. This thing moved like a ghost, and chilled the air around it. Was it the source of the snow? Or maybe...]

Answer me. Did you bring me here?

[snowspiritlass]

[Oh, she had no powers like that. She gave a small giggle, covering her mouth, as she shook her head, "no." She then proceeds to float around the lady.]

[wolfofwar]

[Well, it understood her well enough. With a small "Tch" sound, Wolf lowers her gun and watches the spirit drift around her. They felt kindred somehow, but she couldn't place just why. Was it the smell of death in the snow?

Damn ghosts for being so inscrutable.]

Hmph. Then what do you want.

[snowspiritlass]

[What did she want, anyways? Froslass ponders for a moment. Hmm... Maybe have some fun in the snow?

She picks up a small pile of snow and lightly tosses them up into the air.]

[wolfofwar]

[What is this. What is this Wolf had no time to toss around the powder with you, cold spirit. Obviously there were no answers to be had here.

With a bit of an exasperated huff, she turns to walk away.]