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What is ─ [ Dany's voice is cut off by the screeching on dragons as they, quiet literally, flop about in a pile of snow. The Targaryen herself stands outside the castle holding her hands out to catch the snow, this is a new experience for her after all, she's never honestly seen snow!
It is so cold, and white, and cold.
The dragons screech some more, play fighting with each other while rolling around in the snow, regardless that it melts slowly as their move. Dragons are fire made flesh after all, their scales are always warm to the touch. ]
This is snow?
[ She inspects the flakes that have fallen on her hand with child like curiosity as more falls on her shoulders and hair. ]
(ooc; open for your general bothering, as well as kissmas shenanigans.)
It is so cold, and white, and cold.
The dragons screech some more, play fighting with each other while rolling around in the snow, regardless that it melts slowly as their move. Dragons are fire made flesh after all, their scales are always warm to the touch. ]
This is snow?
[ She inspects the flakes that have fallen on her hand with child like curiosity as more falls on her shoulders and hair. ]
(ooc; open for your general bothering, as well as kissmas shenanigans.)

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