If looks could kill..

OOC: This is placed after the glaciem meeting i think?

Swiftly would she glide onto the scene like a sheer ghost, an angelic structure with the steps as light as a swans feather. Like a veil would the long whispy tail sweep inches from the snowy platform, glistening at the peek of sun in admiration. Like a shadow would her grotesque thoughts follow her, picturing the events in such detail that by now, Renesme feels not even a shiver across the contours of her spine. The snow was so soft, delicate as the weight
of the feminine build pushed down ever so slightly against it. The feel so cool under the paws it gives the masked woman a feel of relaxation, easing the temper that builds up so quickly inside.

Blinking twice would the crystalline ice lake expand into the view of the maiden so suddenly it didn't seem real. Stepping forth a front limb would she carry on, the soft breeze caressing the cheeks, trailing down to the lush curves and then drifting away from the affection it once held. With a twitch to the lobes would another catch Renesme's attention, yet not once did she flinch to turn, nor did she care. Closing the mystical pools shut would the woman be caught up in the darkness, the silence it brings was something to treasure, it was something so rare that would bring peace to dames awakening.

Re opening the orbs to be welcomed with opening light, beaming down onto the ex princess. A winters rose is the perfect way to describe such a girl like renesme. Not by its beauty, but how delicate and fragile it looks, and how quickly it can consume you with just its looks alone, it was something. With a long, effortless sigh would the whisps dance away at there freedom, before deceasing into the world of immortality, on the other side that only those could dream of reaching withought taking there last breath.

Come to me honey, If you think its funny, Come and get me !

Image by TYR.