A snow white blanket of untouched snow stretched over the horizon of the Steppes. A creamy blue gaze thoughtfully watched as it taunted her to play in every speck of the brightness. A slight smirk of her maw took the invitation to playing in the fresh blanket of snow. It had been a while since Mystique had seen snow for the first time. Bringing back memories of finding her best friend, Cera, she had figured out what the damp mushy stuff was. The temptation took her in as a few moments later the fae dashed happily into the knee deep snow. A bell like laughter filled the crisp air as clouds of streaming hot breath traveled from her nostrils. Her pinkish muzzle flipped up the icy sensation resting on the tips. Hoping like a bunny rabbit, she was now in a trance of play. Mystique had not had this much fun in a while, since she was more laid back in the past. Her parents had abandoned her right when she was born, but as strong willed as she was she survived through the torturous months until she was able to fend for herself. Now she enjoyed the company of others, but was more confident to be with herself as well. It wasn’t just depressing since she was learning the new ways of life and how to handle herself much better.

The pure joy of snow kicked in as Mysitque tumbled through the mounds of snow. Sometimes she blended in when she crouched down, hiding herself since she was white as well, but he long sparling horn gave it away. Darn it she thought to herself giggling like a small child. Bounding up and down she shrilled as she pressed herself close towards the ground. Rolling to her flat back she wiggled her body back and forth to make a snow angel. Her silvery hooves glimmered in the faint light that made the snow shimmer like crystals. Mystique was not thinking about any type of danger that could be lurking about. She was more concerned about all the untouched snow that she had to roll in!

Cera, her best friend, had recently been acted by an angered unicorn. Mystique hadn’t figured out that one slice of a horn, or one fatal kick would quickly end her life. She was not with an adult or ever Cera, but she was by herself with no protection what so ever. Her only protection was her ability to out run most horses, but she had not adjusted to the snow so therefore she would have no chance of escaping anywhere. She would just have to wait and see what the future held for the little snow covered filly.

[OOC: Sorry it is such a small post! I have a lot to make:)]