oh i'd dance on that fine ass anytime

Large white paws would carry the ivory Queen gracefully over the illuminating, alabaster tundra. Sabre the snake would slither around her pale neck, narrowed slits watching the white scenery. The sky was black but full of stars, the moon shining down in proud glory upon the Queen and her snake.

She would make her way to the Dreamer's Col, a place she had yet to explore. The snow was mostly melted at this part, only a few patches of white making themselves noticed around the place. The rain didn't bother the ivory Queen much, in fact, she enjoyed the pitter patter of dew drops around her. Anzhelika would seat herself next to a boulder, flicking her tail up into the air out of sheer boredom. "Oh, nothing to doooo.."