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Rime shrugged, and kept the cup for herself. Her fingers were getting a bit chilly through her gloves, and the cup would keep them warmer. "No hot chocolate for you? Hm... I suppose I should have brought something else... chocolate is my thing, but not everyone is a fan." She smiled, and tried to lean backwards, but bumped her arm into Ritsu's side, instead.

"Oops, didn't see you there, honey. Why are you sitting so close? You're not cold, are you? Oh, dear." Rime turned her attention to Ritsu, looking closely at him as he shook his head, denying being cold.

"I-I'm fine, Rime-san... really. I didn't mean to get in the way..." He glanced at Ayame, and almost immediately looked down, his shoulders hunching slightly. "Uhm... could I have a cup, too?" He just about brought his hands up to hide his face after asking, it was way too bold of him... But he gripped the edge of the table instead.

"Sure! Here you go, careful, it's hot." Rime chirped, way too happy for being out in the snowy cold. She looked down at Sybil, and the way the girl was watching her, she knew exactly what the small girl wanted, and poured her a cup, too, less full so she had less chance of spilling it.

"C'mon up here, Sybil, and drink it at the table. You can sit next to... Uncle Ayame." She winked at the teen, letting him know she wasn't serious about the uncle thing.

Sybil paused in her clambering up on the seat to look closely at Ayame again, before sitting down, and declaring, "He's not my uncle. But he's like me, too. And like Ritsu. I can tell." With that enigmatic statement, she applied her attention to the cup of chocolate in front of her, seeming to soak in the warmth from the cup, by the way she was holding it close to her as she sipped.

Alida nodded at Yuki, taking a seat on the other side of the table, seeing as how this side was getting rather full. She looked curiously at the other older boy, the one with dark hair. Hatori, I think... Why doesn't Yuki like him? He seems to get along fine with... Ayame. But she had a feeling it would be rude to ask, so instead she tilted her head and smiled at Hatori, nodding to him.

((aw poor avery .__. *pets him*))

He moved to sit down next to her, his bright violet eyes looking at the two older Sohmas.. He hadn't ment to be scared of hatori.. He like hatori in fact, he had been the only one to comfort him when his friends memories were erased.. Even if he had done it. It wasn't his fault.. akito had..
Akito..
He stiffened, glancing back behind him almost panicy.. gulping he relaxed again and looked up to hatori "Konbanwa.. Hatori-san.. I'm getting better. My lungs that is.." He smiled, snuggling down into his clothes. The cold was finally getting to him. He paused looking to rime.. he hadn't met her. She was Alida's mom then? Avery.. Ritsu, and that other girl. Sybil right?

Yuki blinked, blushing a but "..cute..?" He seemed to lean back some, staring at her before looking back to the table.. "Uhm. Sohma, Yuki." he responded shly.. he and his brother were truely oposites.

Rime dimpled. "Yeah, cute. You don't agree? I'm sure Alida would agree with me..." She looked at the girl.

Alida's eyes were wide, and her mouth was open in shock. She looked frantically back and forth between them, not sure why her Mom was deciding to be so... well... mean. It wasn't that Yuki wasn't cute, sure he was, but she couldn't actually tell him that. It would be weird.

So she settled for giving her Mom a withering look, which merely sent Rime into peals of laughter, making Sybil look up at her with curiosity.

"Momma is strange." She said with a decisive nod, and Alida was very inclined to agree. Ritsu just looked on with confusion, still taking sideways glances at Ayame every now and again.


Avery threw a few more snowballs, until he realized his aim wasn't very good. He either didn't throw them far enough, or he threw them so they didn't hit anything worth hitting. "Why can't I hit anything?" he wondered, and then sighed, frowned, and tried to content himself with making ammo.

Yume sat on a snow covered branch staring up at the light snow flakes falling down around her. She smiled as she raised up her hand and a few flakes landed on her gloves. She watched with interest as they disappeared slowly disappeared as they touched her glove and then the process repeated.

Sirene had just come from around back slightly shivering as she did. Looking around, she saw her daughter and moved towards her. "Yume!" She called out softly as she came under the branch and smiled up. Her long hair fell behind her and was full of snowflakes that landed there. Watching her daughter, she raised up her hand and pointed to a group that she thought Yume would love to see.

Yume looked up and then down towards her mother. At first, a slight look of annoyance passed over her face before she saw where her mother was pointing towards. Her mood lifted suddenly as she pushed off the tree branch and landed in front of her mom. Stepping forward, she just missed the snow from the branch falling ontop of her. She turned around slowly to look at the pile that formed where she had landed. "Looks like I got lucky." She smiled as an idea formed in her head.

"You did." Sirene smiled seeing the an evil look pass over her daughter's face. Looking at the snow herself, she then knew what Yume was planning. Shaking her head, Sirene pulled her coat up around her and stepped back. "Just don't hurt anyone."

Yume nodded towards her mother and reached down to grab a small ball of snow in her hands. Happy it was to much to melt at one time, she slowly moved towards her target waiting for him to put down his sister. She was hoping not to be seen as she moved quietly.

Not knowing about the snow ball that was about to hit him, William parked himself on the bench. He shuffled Cera within his grasp, making sure the child was at least happy for the time being. Yet, whatever he did the little girl squirmed within his grasp, desperte to get out and go play with the snow. Luckily for William, Cera was soon to be removed. Saying that, whether it was lucky or not depended on the owner of that snow ball. The teen adjusted his scarf slightly, pushing one gloved hand into his pocket, his large wings shuffleing to get comfortable behind him.

Cera's arms flailed to get loose, the young girl having a pout on her lips. She didn't know what this white stuff was, but she wanted in it now, and was determined to show her brother that for once she wanted down from his grasp and into the snow. A snow flake fell onto Ceras nose, the girl ceasing her flailing for a few moments to stare at her nose, watching as the little flake melted as it hit her warm skin. A tiny dribble of cold water running down her chin and down her cheek.

Owyln chuckled, pushing a carton of steaming hot chocolate into his sons palms. Fishing the stunned Cera out from beneath his grasp. The polar bear anthro shifted her position, so that the small boots could be seen as he held her under neath one arm, before bending down to slide the young girl to the floor once more. Staying at her height, he crossed his arms over his chest, kneeling as he decided to keep an eye on the stunned Cera, the little girl now quite happy to be inside the snow for the first time ever.

Cera's little eyes widened, falling flat onto her rump. Mittened hands came out to patt the snow around her, a smile spreading from one ear to the other. The little girl quickly made herself busy, patting the snow around her, giggleing with happiness as the snow stiffened under neath her. Pushing it into a ball only to watch it fall back down, finding a thousand things to do just within the little vercinity around her. Not even looking up from her play as she pushed another ball together, the snow falling apart a few moments later.

William took his drink, sipping from the edge. Feeling the warmth enter his toes again the boy sat there, patting the little space beside him to estimate exactly how much bench was there. Until finally he clicked in the back of his throat, and with a small thud, Thistle jumped up to sitting beside him. Her tail curled up around her back paws as she settled beside her owner. Believing he wouldn't have to move far, he rested his gloved palm along the dogs back, his finger tips brushing over her snow coated fur.

William blinked a little rapidly, the sound of a snow ball zooming through the air suddenly making his senses jump. Not quite being fast enough, the large snow ball hit the back of his head, splitting up as it hit him - some of the snow being determined to jump down his neck and melt beneath his scarf. The boy shivered, wrapping his wings around his sides, incase of the unfortunate event of another snow ball being thrown at the blind fallen. So, believing it was some child determined to get on his nerves, the boy returned to sitting there in silence.

"BI!" Cera shouted, turning around as she saw her older brother hit with the large snow ball. Believing it was a game, the neko rolled up another snow ball, patting it a few times within her grasp. She didn't know exactly what was going on, but she kept making these small round balls one after the other. Her tail just wagged behind her, making a small indent in the snow, her chocolate brown eyes burning with determination as she kept making these small balls one after the other.

"Very funny!" Owyln whispered, looking up from Cera towards the clearing of trees ahead. Spying a tail flicking out from beneath a tree the man quickly guessed where the snow ball had come from, so, determined to avenge the snow ball he picked up one of Cera's carefully made balls of snow. Twirling the masterpeice in his hand, he ruffled the little girls hair as she reached for it, before letting the snow ball spin through the air - aiming it at the tail that was stilll just poking out from the very side of the tree.

"Ball" Cera exclaimed, shakily picking herself up to her feet, trotting after the ball that went flying through the air before her. Her movements were unbalenced, the girl looking like she was about to topple over a few times, yet she still waddled over towards the tail and snow ball. Determined to reach it and claim it for her own once more. There was one huge problem with her plight; she couldn't waddle very quickly along the ground. Obviously only having started walking what could have been a week ago properly.

William barely even looked up, his chin tilted down, with a small chuckle as he heard his sister exclaim a few words in her little high pitched tone. Bringing his hand over to push the snow back from his head, he shivered once more, a trickle of water running down his back where the snow had managed to get inside his coat. He wasn't sure exactly who was throwing the snow balls, but as long as it made his sister laugh, he guessed he was happy enough to be pelted with snow balls for the time being. Until he could fight back, that was.

William blinked slightly, already having heard the nekos call, his wing quickly went up to dodge the snow ball that was coming over towards him once more. Feeling the snow ball hit his grey wing, the male finally looked up, a smile toying on his lips. He clicked in the back of his throat, the dog moving off to stand by his side. Resting his mitten on the bench, he started to push as much of the snow as possible into a tight ball, using most of the snow on the bench. How he intended to aim was anyones guess, but he had heard her, and she couldn't be that far off.

One of Owyln's ears flicked, feeling the thud of a snow ball against his back. The man smiled, here was a challenge if there was any, picking up another one of Cera's snow balls. He pushed back his hand, aiming at the neko, before he threw the large ball of snow back at sirene - determined to hit her back for exactly what he had just recieved to the back of his head. Barely shivering, even as the snow ran down his back, he shuffled over to stand next to his son. "You want a snow ball fight? You've got one!" he shouted, not even bothering to wait for a reply as he started forming two new snow balls; one for his son, and the other for him.

Cera sat there, deciding to watch the fun of her father and Sirene act like little kids throwing snow balls. Her little palms raised, she decided to cheer on the teams, pushing her little mittened paws from one side to the other with an excitable giggle. Nether the less, her gaze was fixed upon the snow ball that was flying towards Sirene. The little girl barely battered an eyelid, not even blinking for a few moments, arms still paused in the air waiting for a cheer as the snow ball hit once more, or didn't hit depending on the older nekos move.

William couldn't help but smirk a little, he may be blind, but it didn't mean he could exclude himself out from everywhere. He had learnt that the hard way, picking up the snow ball that he had created on the bench, throwing it in the air in the direction he thought Yume must be in. His aim wasn't that far off, a few centimetres to one side and he would have been able to hit her without her being able to dodge very well. A good enough hit to start with, whether it hit or not in the fallens mind.

Cera blinked a little, feeling a familar warm fur press up around her, patting Thistle's head as the dog dodged through the crowds to sit by her side. Curling up a few moments later around the little girl so she wouldn't get cold. Cera's palm intwined around the dogs collar, the other one high in the air to cheer, watching her brothers snow ball leave his hand and fly accross the other side of the little space between them - towards the teen a few metres away. For once, she couldn't have been happier.